Tragic Magic

*Sin* · 01-10-2014, 05:23 AM

Sin Armada

Snow fell all around him in a light fall. Although it was spring, it still seemed to snow in the frigid north lands. Sin found himself meandering around the territory for the uncounted time. Nothing of interest happened at the borders, nor within the territory itself. Save for the time not too long ago when he saved one of his half siblings from a raging bear. He was no fool to stick around and try to fight it, to do so was a death wish of which he did not have. And so with the past thoughts of old, he scraped them from his mind and focused on something new to achieve. His future plans were many, and he would not fail in them.

Sin neared a small creek, nearly frozen over as it bubbled weakly beneath the ice that tried to silence it. Spring it seemed, would save it from completely freezing over. He leaped to the other side, landing on his mark perfectly and flawlessly. He was a creature like no other, tainted by nothing but the blood on his pelt, but it served its intended purpose. To strike fear and unease in the hearts and minds of those he came across, and it worked. Thinking back to the weak fool whom he met at the hot springs, that male had decided to leave instead of play his game. And oh how Sin wanted to play...the world was weak. And Sin wasted no time with them.

The cool evening air would soon fall colder as the light of the moon began to rise up into the sky, bringing with it the stars that dotted the night sky. On the horizon, the sun melded its colors of purples and oranges with pinks and blues...a sight that Sin rarely enjoyed.

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