vincere aut mori

She had no real home now that Habari was gone, she wandered the lands of Boreas like a lost ghost. Barely keeping herself alive alone out here, the fact she survived was a testament to a will she didn’t know still remained. She felt broken, but onward she marched. Deathbelle faced an uncertain future, but it was the past that would continue to haunt her. The sound of a long lost voice on the wind commanded her attention. For a long moment she debated about not answering, wondering if it was better Inc thought she was already dead.

Honesty was always the best policy, so the once great woman made her way over the hills towards her boy. Not a boy anymore, by now he was a man. She hoped he had found his way after their family fell apart. After she fell apart. Despair was a normal feeling, but the closer she got to him the heavier it was on her shoulders.

Hesitantly she approached him, light on her feet and like a wraith floating through the tall golden grass. Her once royal purple eyes lifted to his dual toned face as her mismatched ears fell to her skull. ”Incubus.” She greeted him before she lowered her head, not missing the fact that he had returned to Ashen.