Tickle Me Pretty
01-10-2014, 11:42 PM
The man's words filled Raisa with a cold fire. It filled her veins slowly, and wormed into her mind, attempting to occupy the space there. His anger bled into her, but Raisa took a deep breath, and sighed. He was right in some things, but she wondered if the spawn of their anger came from a different source. Raisa hated the bandits that had taken her kingdom, but she felt no need to enact her revenge upon them. They had broken her, her family, and had done it in the worst way possible. But what option was left to her? "Oh i have certainly surpassed my sire and dam in all that does not matter. I am more cunning than he, more lovely than she, more vindictive than both. But none of this can win be back my lands. I must start from scratch, if the gods do not grant my wish and kill me first." He words were hard and cold, but rang as true as anything she had ever said. Koros shuffled beside her, uneasy. He did not like her talk of death, for while she could be kinder to him, he loved the dark wolf dearly. Raisa ignored him. "I could hardly come into this land a stranger and make it my own. I would never be able to amass an army and return. There is nothing here for me, and nothing there, and nothing anywhere." Her voice was strangely calm, as still as a pool of water, her eyes as hard as ice. |
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