I Just Killed My Boyfriend

The call that spread over Alacritia like a dark plague of locusts would stop the scarred firebird in her tracks, hackles raising and lips curling back in a grotesque snarl. Celestial eyes would turn towards the battlefield and the woman would slide her muzzle under Mercury's stomach, toting the tasmanian devil onto her back, and then threw her form into a headlong sprint. I'll be damned if I miss this. Determination warded off fatigue as she arrived, pace slowing as she slunk forward to spy the newfound enemy that enticed Isardis to his early grave.



A ghastly being as ugly as the challenge he made stood upon the dusty battlefield, Isardis stationed nearby, waiting for his opponent to initiate. A crowd had already gathered, most of them uttering words of encouragement for the albino beast. Her timbre joined the chorus, striking out with greater volume and firmness. "You will rise above. This cesspool of a land is worthless without it's moon." Even those who despised Isardis could not deny that in earlier times, he had shaped this land and its inhabitants to their prime--Jupiter would bite the head off of any who dared devalued the alabaster man.


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