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Post by blackburn on May 4, 2011 18:40:13 GMT -5
Fraenir sat himself on the flatland with his knees brought in to his chest, head lowered as crimson hues simmered at his reflection. The sky was black, save for the large spherical construct gleaming lunar beams towards the land while smaller bodies gave back up lighting. Aesthetically, the night time was perhaps more beautiful than the day, as the light from the moon would cause everything in the scenery to radiate against the black canvas of the night sky. Here he contemplated his feelings, as he felt such human frivolities well up inside. A longing for others like him. A desire to understand what happened. He even felt the urge to allow tears to flow from his eyes. However, he just couldn't seem to let anything out.
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Eldonna
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Post by Eldonna on May 4, 2011 18:49:26 GMT -5
The silhouette of a petite female could be seen stumbling about the land, barely visible in the moonlight. It was curious how the girl was even able to run, considering her hands were cradling her face and covering her eyes.
Eventually she stopped just short of the other creature in the field, not even noticing his presence. She was too caught up in her own nightmares-- as per usual.
It had been approximately three long days since she had fled her homeland. She knew nobody, she had nothing, but the ripped and tattered clothes on her back and her own wit to get what she wanted out of others. She was an absolute mess. A young, confused soul plagued daily and nightly by the demons that infested her head and heart like parasites.
Not really cognizant of any of her surroundings, the girl began to sob, her chest and shoulders heaving violently. She was terrified, she was absolutely terrified.
Of herself. [/size][/blockquote] |
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Post by blackburn on May 6, 2011 0:23:23 GMT -5
It was funny how he found himself meeting other creatures whenever he stepped out to clear his mind in solitude. It would not be long before a foreigner invaded his space, though she didn't seem to quite know he was present. He heard a familiar sound, the sobs of one shedding tears. It wasn't hard for him to figure the matter, as the girl reeked of fear. Simply acrid with the emotion. However, he wouldn't quite stand up just yet to offer any comfort. After all, he couldn't go throwing his kindness out to all, as he would come to be famous as a giver and life would punish him with the wants of others. Gathering his thoughts, his crimson occuli would rise and befall the female before him in a bit of a cold, indifferent stare.
"Who are you?"
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