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Sacrahlicous
Star
- Joined
- Oct 25, 2010
Spring was her favourite time of year. Things coming alive refreshed and rejuvenated after the long dead winter. The grass of the field she over looked were lush, still covered with freshly fallen rain from the night. Making the grass glisten like a sea of emeralds. The sun was warm on her skin, the wind gentle and soothing, like the breath of a lover across the skin. The feeling drew a small delighted shudder through her most feminine frame, a soft sigh falling from her lips. She up turned her face into the breeze eyes closed. The sound of happily singing birds caught her attention as she opened her eyes. Watching them dance gleefully through the breeze.
Harle looked out to the valley below, her eyes a soft green almost like the pristine emerald grass below in color searched for sighs of movement. Surely the beast was out there, rumours had it that he was monstrous, followed by his even larger companion. She chewed in wonder as she searched. Maybe they were out, terrorizing one of the small villages that lay, encased by the mountains due east. Crouching, the dark yet revealing outfit clung to ever curve, it was made for flexibility, and agility. Her pale ample breast nearly on the verge of popping the few remaining buttons of her top.
Harle brush a strand of snow white hair which had parts of black mixed into it, behind one dainty pointed elven ear. Her hair was startling white, and blended against with the pale smoothness of her skin. She was known as a Snow elf, rare race that normally kept to themselves in the high mountains. But wasn’t like most of her kind, where they hid from the light of day.
She jumped down from the small cliff to the soft grass below, stilling momentarily as she braced against the wall of the cliff. Her eyes giving another sweep over the valley to the large ruins that this so called beast was known to take residence. Before she took off in the direction where some trees where. There was little coverage, just few clusters of trees or a small lake or two.
Harle paused again her eyes searching, waiting. Where was he or should she say where are they? It se her nerves on end, her heart thudding loudly in her chest. She was worried. How could things so large hide so well? Slowly she crept closer to the ruins, no sound coming from her steps that were now on the dirty cobblestone of what she believes a side entrance of the ruins. Swallowing seemed heard then. The sound of loud intakes and release of breathes came to her ears. Her heart lodged in her throat she work to swallow it down back in its rightful place. So the monster was hidden within the rumble of the ruins that were the size of a village. She braced herself against the wall and slowly made her way further into the entrance.
There was a clearing if one could call it that, rubble and debris scattered what would have once been a courtyard, possible a town square. Her eyes taking in the surroundings but still she didn’t seem him. Harle took on step forward, her heel of one shoe catching a small rock which rolled into a draining duct of one of the building. Giving a loud clattering sound.
Harle looked out to the valley below, her eyes a soft green almost like the pristine emerald grass below in color searched for sighs of movement. Surely the beast was out there, rumours had it that he was monstrous, followed by his even larger companion. She chewed in wonder as she searched. Maybe they were out, terrorizing one of the small villages that lay, encased by the mountains due east. Crouching, the dark yet revealing outfit clung to ever curve, it was made for flexibility, and agility. Her pale ample breast nearly on the verge of popping the few remaining buttons of her top.
Harle brush a strand of snow white hair which had parts of black mixed into it, behind one dainty pointed elven ear. Her hair was startling white, and blended against with the pale smoothness of her skin. She was known as a Snow elf, rare race that normally kept to themselves in the high mountains. But wasn’t like most of her kind, where they hid from the light of day.
She jumped down from the small cliff to the soft grass below, stilling momentarily as she braced against the wall of the cliff. Her eyes giving another sweep over the valley to the large ruins that this so called beast was known to take residence. Before she took off in the direction where some trees where. There was little coverage, just few clusters of trees or a small lake or two.
Harle paused again her eyes searching, waiting. Where was he or should she say where are they? It se her nerves on end, her heart thudding loudly in her chest. She was worried. How could things so large hide so well? Slowly she crept closer to the ruins, no sound coming from her steps that were now on the dirty cobblestone of what she believes a side entrance of the ruins. Swallowing seemed heard then. The sound of loud intakes and release of breathes came to her ears. Her heart lodged in her throat she work to swallow it down back in its rightful place. So the monster was hidden within the rumble of the ruins that were the size of a village. She braced herself against the wall and slowly made her way further into the entrance.
There was a clearing if one could call it that, rubble and debris scattered what would have once been a courtyard, possible a town square. Her eyes taking in the surroundings but still she didn’t seem him. Harle took on step forward, her heel of one shoe catching a small rock which rolled into a draining duct of one of the building. Giving a loud clattering sound.