Team Free Will
08-09-2013, 04:10 PM
Liberty
I'm sitting pretty on the throne,
there's nothing more I want,
except to be alone
there's nothing more I want,
except to be alone
The illusion of a man turned out to be real, which surprised her. She had hoped it was the alluring ghost, but it was nothing more than a random boy she had never seen before. Typical. He was a big boy, and she could tell by his delicate features that he was not very old. He was possibly her age, or maybe a few months older. "Obviously not." She returned his bitter comment with one of her own. Sarcasm dripped hungrily from her maw as he tail licked her hocks. Her patience wasn't usually short, but she could tell already that they were starting on a bad foot. "Not necessarily. I've only seen one ghost, but he vanished shortly after taking what was left of me." When Isardis had left, he had taken the scared little girl with him. Due her mothers death she was maturing rather quickly, and after the meeting with the man on the ice she had practically turned into another woman. She had not experienced a true act of affection since her mother had died, and it was taking a tole on her.
"Speech."