Sweet bliss of the undead
12-20-2013, 02:50 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-20-2013, 02:51 PM by Ubivat.)
This land looked so dead, just like he was. It made him smile shortly before standing next to what would be a deadly geyser if it were to be spring. Though it was dormant, giving off a slightly warm mist from the opening and that was it. Snow melted around the area, but then thick after that. The dead one sat down a few feet away from it, curling his tail around his hind legs. His face showing no expression, obviously it always did that even if he smiled his eyes showed an empty void as usual. The wolf's patch of fur that had been torn off by the cat was now grown back. So now as the royal stood he was a perfect term to go off and rule. Yet he didn't feel like it, even as it stood, he was alone. Without a heart, he was nearly invincible but he was not stupid enough to destroy this body. His paws sitting in the snow as he let out a large yawn. Maybe something would come up, and hopefully it wouldn't be his sister. Speech, |
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