Double, Double Toil And Trouble
03-03-2019, 11:13 PM
Disturbance. Yes. New energies were a disturbance to her, especially energies so powerful as the woman before her possessed that were able to shake the spirits even when shackled in its chains, to rattle them in an abysmal echo through the void of her Soul – or, better yet – lack of one. It was a disturbance indeed to feel so many energies at once, spiraling down on her only to collapse like the Babylon, tower clashing upon her, every stage of it. The metaphor of it, tragic comedy in its own right – Oh, how much she tried to control her Greed – She wanted a drop of her blood in order to taste those delicious energies that disturbed her peace. Her cerulean lenses washed over her bodice, lean and riddled with muscles, atheltic, like a well oiled machine. Cordelia is the name you seek, ma'am. a cheshire grin spread across her pretty face, from ear to earm, splitting it in two symetric pieces. She would approach further, just a notch closer, crouching awkwardly, imitating a tarantula's scuttle. I am known as the Oracle, within my clan. she offered slowly, her hisses ever present like a defect from birth. Who might you be and what do you know of these last?
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Heed, and listen closely. |
