I Will Not Melt
08-08-2013, 02:58 PM
White ghost had drifted from it's normal plane of hauting grounds. This time it had slipped through the grasp of the powerful angel who ruled it. But had thehost not told the angel it was like the fog? That you could never truely hold it in one place? It h not drifted too far, staying in the cold north of Alacritis. If he was after all an angel, surely he would know shwould not go far, that he would know her where abouts. But to her, he would no notice her disappearance from his lands. He has other mortal females to blind with his voice and looks. Paws of the white female landed on red and black rocks. How interesting, nose bent to give them a good sniff. She never knew a place like this could ever be possible. She could not say "in all her life" because she could not remember her past. It was a fustrating fact, handicapping her most of the time. She just craved to know who she was, where she came from and the such. The breeze was cool, even so for summer. But it was not bad or uncomfortable. Really she could care less if it was freezing of burning hot. Her body was very capable of adapting to all climates. Deep green eye looked ahead down to a black shore. moving with an unearthly grace she walked down to the shore. The sand was soft and very warm, soaking in the sun's heat. Body lowered to the sand to allow her body to drink in it's warmth. She wondered what it might be like here at night. Surely a sight just as grand as in the day if not more. Speech Thought Others |