Forest Of Fire

*Eos* · 07-11-2013, 07:10 PM

The lady would manage only a final gurgle of syllables, the simple name ringing forth and carelessly grasping the queen?s towered ears. Azaya. Though the russet vixen would swear no truth on remembering the snowy woman?s dubbance, she would loosely attempt to store the name amongst the other partially-lost identities that swirled the backdrops of her mind. With a final moment?s gape, Eos would continue onwards, leaving the fae to explore her new home or do whatever she so piteously wished.

-- EXIT EOS --

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