Along the Shoreline
02-14-2014, 06:50 PM
Virgil's play on words was not lost on the dark woman, and it sent a shiver of sorts down her spine. The woman's words seemed to fall strangely on her ears, and her mind ran over them again and again, finding mystery and interest woven within. Her voice held hint of her private musings as she looked over the golden fae once more. "Hmm, and a girl's life can be so hard sometimes." And wasn't that the truth. Raisa could hardly tell up from down when it came to this captivating deity, which was made all the more difficult by the obscurity of why exactly that was. Luckily, the ebon queen had always been fond of mysteries, and she would make the golden goddess unravel even if it was the death of her. Her musings were, unfortunately, interrupted by a sharp pang of emotion. A woman of the sunrise... Distance would preside foremost between them, and every evening as the fiery god sank in the sky, Raisa would know it set in lands beyond her grasp. To be called a keen tracker, of course, lightened her mood a fraction. The compliment, and the source it had come from, brought about a wan grin. "I'd be remiss to say you were wrong," she said with a sarcastic, lofty air, accompanied by the wink that had been itching to escape all this while. "And your aura is indeed distinctive." Her tone put it forth as a joke, a mocking jest between companions, but Raisa thought secretly it was true. She would know the woman's trace anywhere now that they had met not once, but twice. Certainly the space between them would make correspondence difficult, but not impossible. "The question then, of course, is if you're my equal in tracking as well. I mean, you can't expect me to do all the leg work, can you? Next time it will be your turn to find me." She laughed again, a sweet and jovial sound. Her bi-colored eyes glimmered at the thought. "Talk" "You" Think |
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