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N/A · 07-13-2013, 04:40 PM

Ghost was madness, her brain a never-ending labyrinth of chaos and turmoil. Wars waged between broken fragments of her mind, Memories and falsities clashed and intertwined, driving into the silvery dame until everything collided in a catastrophic wonderland of colors. Broken memories, shattered dreams, colored fantasies, and wild imaginings they collided and entwined becoming one ethereal being and shattering into the kaleidoscope of colors that called itself Ghost. She purred leaning against the Queen, her dearest friend, her greatest ally, forever more Newt would be her Queen, no one else would command her, could command her the way Newt could. There was nothing the damsel would not do for her. Nothing.

Newt coiled around her, light and dark blurring all other lines and rested her cranium atop Ghost's own. The mad woman hummed, a soft and gentle melody that swept into the air and colored her world softly. Newt spoke and Ghost listened, further entranced by this woman's touch, the low sound of her voice, enraptured and trapped by little more than a rumbling purr. Ghost would willingly be her slave and she leaned further into the embrace, her skull tilting upwards to offer the much larger dame a kiss upon the curve of her jaw. ?Shadows of the past haunt us all my love, I will leave, I will leave Seracia in a heartbeat if it tis you that I will serve.? Her voice a rumbling purr, a promise of unyielding loyalty.

Her befuddled mind was able to register shock and surprise as the Queen so willingly offered to fight for her claim of her. Silvery orbs widened slightly and she drew back to see the Queen's eyes, her tail twining with the Queen's own. ?You would do all of that for me? Why?? Bewilderment lit her eyes so bright and lost, she loved this woman far more than she should... but did this dame love her? She couldn't imagine much less if she was willing to go so far.

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