Even in these chains you can't stop me!
02-19-2017, 03:59 PM
Welcome to where time stands still,
Where no one leaves and no one will.
Where no one leaves and no one will.
She wasn't ready to go back to Auster just yet, this continent was larger and more diverse than her own somewhat barren homeland. She had been so bored before she decided to come back to the world, and now she found it changed and new all over again. She had made it to the very southern side of the north lands, coming to rest at the red river of hell. She lay dozing a cove not far from the molten shore of the river, that is, until a rather striking howl hit the drums of her ears. It sounded urgent, important, and commanding. Naamah found the last part to be the most intriguing and so she found her ashen paws and moved confidently toward the screaming bitch in the distance. When she arrived, what she found was mildly surprising, and her mismatched rubies settled on the bird between the monochrome wretch's soot covered legs. What was this then?
The woman felt so sad, so angry, but it was hidden beneath an iron exterior and Naamah made no comment. Lilith buzzed and fluttered in her mind like a trapped butterfly in a jar at the sight of the female, raging against the bars of her cage at the sight of the regal lady before them. It was always the reaction of Lilith to rage and attack other women, she hated them, but Naamah found herself more tolerant if they were respectful. "Want is it you want, mulier. (woman.)" She said the last with a spitting tone, while she could be tolerant, the bitch had woke her from much needed sleep. It was strange for her to heed another's call to begin with, but in this unusual place there had to be some interesting wolves around. Perhaps, this would be worthwhile. If anything, she could make a meal out of bird and wolf.
Reserving judgement, Naamah waits and sizes up the pair before her. She wasn't sure what held her back, but there was something important to the woman to call the demon from her slumber.
The woman felt so sad, so angry, but it was hidden beneath an iron exterior and Naamah made no comment. Lilith buzzed and fluttered in her mind like a trapped butterfly in a jar at the sight of the female, raging against the bars of her cage at the sight of the regal lady before them. It was always the reaction of Lilith to rage and attack other women, she hated them, but Naamah found herself more tolerant if they were respectful. "Want is it you want, mulier. (woman.)" She said the last with a spitting tone, while she could be tolerant, the bitch had woke her from much needed sleep. It was strange for her to heed another's call to begin with, but in this unusual place there had to be some interesting wolves around. Perhaps, this would be worthwhile. If anything, she could make a meal out of bird and wolf.
Reserving judgement, Naamah waits and sizes up the pair before her. She wasn't sure what held her back, but there was something important to the woman to call the demon from her slumber.
"Naamah speaking." | "Lilith speaking." | Translations | Talking to Lilith / Thinking.