drowning in hatred

*Nephthys* · 02-02-2019, 03:29 PM

There was no tire in her gait as she tramped towards the ivory queen, her teacup footfalls silent and deaf amongst the crumbling of winter blanket. The abyss of her fiery orange eyes consumed her silhouette, every ounce of color shadowed behind her narrowed expression. Life was crumbling around them, their wolrld falling apart but that did not concern her for her mentality was not of mortal frets or worry. What consumed her was the loss of Leera. Her blessing was nothing but a binding chain to the gods, damning her for eternity as their slave and yet before her she appeared like a mirage, a phantasm. I cannot seem to get away from you, love. her purrs were dulcet as they encountered the cold air of mother winter. The autumn babe was situated between the two of them when another figure decided to crash their party. Loo and behold, another yet familiar encounter. How surprising. The babe could hardly maintain her emotionlesss, cold facade any longer as she noticed Eulogy approached them with the piece of meat in her jaws. Hannibal got his claws tightly into a experienced servant, how lovely. A smirk creeped upon her beautiful visage, one that could make Satan crawl with inferiority and it was for the slave eyes alone.

The momment of truth was upon them, the bronze Goddess understood such diplomacy meetings fore she was was so much more than royal. Upon the arrival of the High lord the babe registered his apperance, his potent cologne all present through the air as he made its arrival imminent with the fancy cobra around his neck. Charmed, I am sure. came the honeied vocals of the woman as the beast that brought her introduced herself before the other man. The ghost of a smile remained ever present on her beautiful visage. Only did it falter when she learned that there was a posibility she could become a "Sister"; fact was, she did not know what it was and yet that did not sat right in the deep corner of her mind.

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drowning in hatred

Nephthys