This Doesn't Look Like New Orleans
09-27-2014, 07:28 PM
Ah, of course her travels would land her in a place of filth. Dirtied water with decaying trees blossoming from the liquefied surface. Serpents floating across muddied water as birds float across the heavens. A thick fog painted the land, consuming it with its opaque embrace. It was hot and the air was simply hard to breathe. Pesky mosquitoes took over the land in vast swarms. Definitely no place for the queen of seduction. The tainted water sloshed against her limbs as she carried forward to who knows where - it seemed like she was headed to hell. Ah, that is where she belonged after all, was it not? To be Hades personal harlot. She found herself bumping into a log on occasion, her vision was limited by the thick surrounding clouds. A growl of irritation emitted from her throat and even though this place was beyond repugnant, she could not help but feel as if she were not alone in this place. my actions | my words | my thoughts |