If memories serves me
01-04-2015, 08:02 PM
It had been so long since she had last found herself in these caves. Though the last time she was here, she had not been alone. A smirk would curl tattered lips, her singular verdant gaze sweeping the caverns, the gentle bluish glow lighting her way. Battered ears careened forward, the silence bringing comfort. It seemed that there was little these days that brought her comfort. Legs did not stop until she found herself well within the heart of the caves, her room illuminated by the glowing plants. Russet haunches reclined, her torso steadily following until she found herself sprawled across the cave floor. She allowed relaxation to consume her, the temptation of once again tasting the unique qualities of the mushrooms growing by the minute. It had been quite a day when she was last here, enjoying many pleasures that this place had to offer. But it seemed life would give her no pleasures any long, striving to rip such things from her grasp. Perhaps one day. Talk like this |