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Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 11, 2009
- Location
- Oregon
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Had she truly forgotten this realm? This place where she had resided for so long? Had the creation of a Master - truly forgotten the realm she was created to wander? Where were the souls of which she was supposed to have gathered? Where was the people she was supposed to bring to the side of her Goddess? She had been gone so long. Maybe too long.
The female gently landed, her knees cushioning her landing as she stared across the expanse of Blue water. She couldn't find the Tavern anymore - she couldn't find anything. Where was The Dragon? Where was Death? Where was the people she had known so long ago? Perhaps they too had forgotten - like she had? Or perhaps she was the only one that had forgotten.
She was the same as she always had been. Black legless - and sleeveless- body suit. Flat footed leather boots, and her blades. Her belt was the same - her scythe was the same - her sword was the same. Her hair was the same, long and blond. Her eyes were the same - bright green. Her figure was the same - luscious and much to enjoy.
But inside she had changed - bloomed in odd ways. Outside she would always remain as she had been carved by the hand of The Masterpiece Maker. What had Angelischiel become? She didn't know anymore herself - to be honest. She was as confused as she ever would be - was she still on the right path?
She didn't know.
Had she truly forgotten this realm? This place where she had resided for so long? Had the creation of a Master - truly forgotten the realm she was created to wander? Where were the souls of which she was supposed to have gathered? Where was the people she was supposed to bring to the side of her Goddess? She had been gone so long. Maybe too long.
The female gently landed, her knees cushioning her landing as she stared across the expanse of Blue water. She couldn't find the Tavern anymore - she couldn't find anything. Where was The Dragon? Where was Death? Where was the people she had known so long ago? Perhaps they too had forgotten - like she had? Or perhaps she was the only one that had forgotten.
She was the same as she always had been. Black legless - and sleeveless- body suit. Flat footed leather boots, and her blades. Her belt was the same - her scythe was the same - her sword was the same. Her hair was the same, long and blond. Her eyes were the same - bright green. Her figure was the same - luscious and much to enjoy.
But inside she had changed - bloomed in odd ways. Outside she would always remain as she had been carved by the hand of The Masterpiece Maker. What had Angelischiel become? She didn't know anymore herself - to be honest. She was as confused as she ever would be - was she still on the right path?
She didn't know.