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01-18-2018, 08:59 AM
Dance with the Devil || The ship was shrouded in mistery. It licked at the rotting skeleton bringing moisture to the deepening crevices. It had been a fine cutter in its day, a sail of finest linen and a sleek prow to slice the ocean. Now it looked for all the world like a movie set, somewhere in the distance there should be the sound of hooves, swords or an intellectual argument approaching along the frozen land. But this ship was quite forgotten in its demise, bit by bit it became apart of wind that beat it so relentlessly all these years. Another century and it wouldn't even be a memory. Yet the questions remained. What was this structure used for? Who would run this metal shell across the sea? What sort of specimens where they? With cautious steps the babe approched the shell, nostrils taking in her environment as orange pomegranate optics bore a hole into it, inspecting if it was safe to approach any further. A brow rose on the babe's acutely beautiful visage, her expression changing from moment to moment, with each step upon the frozen blanket. As soon as she reached it a paw rose, cautiously being placed upon the metal shell as her head leaned to scent it.
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