Literature
Hawks and Eagles Ch13
The Hawk Dreams
Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad x Reader
There was the brief glimpse of the sun, the knickering of a breathless horse, and the clattering of stampeding hooves. The wind tangled the tresses of your hair, whipping up the cloth of your hood and tunic, an earthiness of cypress, sand, and sweat. Your eyelids slipped over your vision as your body crumpled to the side, your head falling back to peer up at the endless sky of faded blue.
Altaïr's arms braced around you, his words muffled, "You will survive this."
You couldn't be certain of anything, the world felt too much like a dream, as Altaïr pulled taut the reins and skidded the