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Wind whipped fiercely against the snow covered branches of trees, knocking piles of fluffy white to the ground. In the still moments, the ice seemed to shine under the full moon, a field of twinkling diamond surrounded by dark and eerie woods. A howl stretched up towards the sky, expanding and giving its message to the night. A figure bounded forward, feet thundering against the hard earth.
With heavy breaths and a lolling pink tongue, the wolf-man slowed. He had run for so long already and was now weary of the chase. Though his humanoid form was covered by fur and thus protected from the elements, he desired to be out of the biting cold and somewhere warm instead. The sound of bubbling reached his ears, causing them to twitch towards the distant, yet constant noise.
With a destination in mind, the furred beast pressed onward, crossing through forest and field until he saw it. There in front of him was a cabin
Lair Intro - Captive
Blood sprayed into the hall from the initial strike. It trickled from the end of the blade and into the large metal cup held under it. Sonja's mouth hung open and her body shook as she watched. He'd missed her organs this time, but the pain was still immense. A scream passed her lips when she was bitten as well, the flesh tearing when He pulled to make it bleed more. He drank heavily, even as she already bled, and once the cup was full, He moved it away to prevent overflow. Sonja gasped and groaned as He wiggled the short sword, pulling it slowly out of her side.
The honey haired man chuckled, "You may go out and play tonight... if you can." As He walked away with his goblet, Sonja's wounds continued to bleed.
Applying pressure as much as she could, Sonja stumbled down the hall and into her sparsely decorated room. The walls were a dull ash gray, a purple glow cast on them from a solitary lamp by he
OS - Smile
The silence was deafening. With each passing second, another thread of her world unraveled, and no matter how she tried, Enniskillen Maguire was unable to sew it back together. Orwell Hurley walked a few paces ahead of her, his rough hands tucked in his pockets. It was a solution he had found to keep her from grabbing them and holding them, as she was fond of doing.
The night air was crisp around them, light cloud cover gaining a beautiful glow under the moonlight. The lovers were far from any city, in a place where the stars were plentiful and cast a color all their own They were in a place where the grass was tall and undamaged, and babbling brooks twisted through the earth however they pleased. It was a place of magic, fairytales, and wonder.
But not for Ennis.
This was the place where her fairytales came to die. She had chosen it, once upon a time, because it would comfort her after her prince of the seaso
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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