It Gets Old When You Talk To The Sun
08-19-2016, 07:09 PM
Dagmær was going to go home…. well… haha… right home. She didn't even know where home was any more. Her mother left her for dad and her father sure didn't give a fuck. She knew she was from lands to the north but where exactly she had no clue. Dagmær shivered. Spring in the high north was still bitter and freezing and as she carried on she wondered if she'd ever she Rhys, Rhyme, Rhythm or Valentine again. Heck if she'd ever see anyone from Imperium again! It was like they'd all just…. vanished. Stalking along Dag froze when she noticed another woman, a tall woman nearby but what had caught her attention the most was the woman's markings. They looked quite a bit like her own. She hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Um… hello?" Walk, "Talk" Think |