to the last damned breath
02-18-2014, 04:11 PM
Mismatched violet and metallic gaze ravaged the southern scape so hungrily in an attempt to pinpoint an ideal haven for her future militia, having already obtained superior status through the defeat of an empress but lacking the proper domain to contain an army. The Tyrant had an idea as to where she would hope to construct Elysium, but it was still wise to weigh her options before she seized the enigmatic forest where her mother had birthed her younger half-siblings a few months prior, and thus the phantom would glide so effortlessly about the southern region, undeterred by the fresh wounds that laced her masculine form. They had ceased to weep yet still stung against the heated summer air, but the proud paladin adorned her bloodied injuries like badges of honor, allowing the silver moonlight to encompass her now-marred countenance to display her most recent feat to all she encountered. ?Do I impress you? The metallic aroma of blood?and not her own?enticed the porcelain prodigy to pursue an unknown object of intrigue, elongated limbs propelling her into a vast and unfamiliar plain as her nostrils greedily flared to inhale the scent that had prompted her onward. Curiosity rather than hunger urged her to proceed with her newest mission of locating the source of blood, hoping that she might happen upon the ends of a violent dispute, but the babe would only be greeted with disappointment as her pupils devoured a rather placid scene. A disdainful frown briefly tugged at the corners of her velveteen lips before her gaze darted towards the sole source of life within her surroundings, scrutinizing the lounging form of an unfamiliar canine before all traces of emotion drained from her gored visage. ?Napping on a night as grand as this?? the babe inquired incredulously, voice adopting a tone of light jesting in hopes of stirring the oblivious beast. |
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