Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)kimbra_ailis
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jan 11, 2009
Kania was walking through the gardens slowly. Her mind was lost deep in thought. A light snow feel around her. The gardens were dark but the moon light upon the snow gave her more than enough light for her sharp elven eyes. She was use to pitch-black forest so seeing in its light was no problem. Ever since she was a child she did not notice the coldness of snow and weather. It made her a good tracker. Able to stay on a trail for days under many circumstances.
This morning she had her hair pulled back in a tight braid, even so her hair almost hung down to her butt. A strand or two had managed to escape and occasional hung in her face. It never bothered her though, she was use to having her hair in her face. The only reason she held it back now was it was simpler than fighting with it all night. Her deer skin skirt covered her boots and had two slights up each side of her legs. The slights went all the way up her thighs, to what seemed like a small belt. Laces wind up the sides so that it was easy to take it off, simply requires untying the simple laces. From time to time her knee high boots may be seen as she walked. Her silk shirt is nearly see through and the outline of her bra can be seen underneath. The front laces up and ties. As usual her cloak drapes over her shirt. Overall, despite the clothing she is soundless as she walks. Not even the animals gave away her presence. The only trace of her being there is the barely visible footprints in the virgin snow.
As she walks she finds herself getting closer and closer to the castle. Had she stopped to think about it she would have found it odd that she would go there. Typically she avoided going too close to the stone structure. It might be abounded and empty but she wanted nothing to do with the building. Pausing in the snow, she stared, thinking slowly. Something from inside seemed to call to her and she could not stop herself.
The large wooden door was barely hanging on its frame. Pushing carefully Kania was surprised to find that it did not make a noise. Once inside she shakes off the light snow that had fallen on her. Looking around she could see some thing has been here recently, with in a few days. On the stone floor she could not tell what had passed probably some random animal looking for shelter.
This morning she had her hair pulled back in a tight braid, even so her hair almost hung down to her butt. A strand or two had managed to escape and occasional hung in her face. It never bothered her though, she was use to having her hair in her face. The only reason she held it back now was it was simpler than fighting with it all night. Her deer skin skirt covered her boots and had two slights up each side of her legs. The slights went all the way up her thighs, to what seemed like a small belt. Laces wind up the sides so that it was easy to take it off, simply requires untying the simple laces. From time to time her knee high boots may be seen as she walked. Her silk shirt is nearly see through and the outline of her bra can be seen underneath. The front laces up and ties. As usual her cloak drapes over her shirt. Overall, despite the clothing she is soundless as she walks. Not even the animals gave away her presence. The only trace of her being there is the barely visible footprints in the virgin snow.
As she walks she finds herself getting closer and closer to the castle. Had she stopped to think about it she would have found it odd that she would go there. Typically she avoided going too close to the stone structure. It might be abounded and empty but she wanted nothing to do with the building. Pausing in the snow, she stared, thinking slowly. Something from inside seemed to call to her and she could not stop herself.
The large wooden door was barely hanging on its frame. Pushing carefully Kania was surprised to find that it did not make a noise. Once inside she shakes off the light snow that had fallen on her. Looking around she could see some thing has been here recently, with in a few days. On the stone floor she could not tell what had passed probably some random animal looking for shelter.