Post by excursus on Jul 11, 2007 12:17:53 GMT -6
"Endless...endless....endless..."
She muttered flatly, head hung low, long locks of assorted earth colors dragging in what could best be described as eons old dried mud. Amber and plum spheres blink blankly as she glances ahead towards her destination of more nothingness.
"I guess I took a wrong path." She laughs dryly, tone verging on insanity. She cackles at her remark as she watches black birds of death hover without cessation above her.
"Damn you, Excursus.." She hisses to her brother, who is nowhere to be found. She ambles onward, flicking her tail against imaginary flies. Dust covers her coat. What used to be glistening tawny and deep chocolate, now resembles the dried mud on which the femme walks.
She looks ahead, wishing for some life to show up....anything but those damned birds....She can feel herself seething...melting in her own murderous annoyance.
"BE GONE!!" She snaps, leaping into the air futilely. She glares at the birds..oh what she would give to taste their warm, bitter blood trickling down her throat. It was useless...she would never kill one of those birds...just like she would never get out of this shithole desert...
[[VI DOES LEAVE THE WASTELANDS FINALLY, AND HEADS TO THE NORTHERN MOUNTAINS]]
She muttered flatly, head hung low, long locks of assorted earth colors dragging in what could best be described as eons old dried mud. Amber and plum spheres blink blankly as she glances ahead towards her destination of more nothingness.
"I guess I took a wrong path." She laughs dryly, tone verging on insanity. She cackles at her remark as she watches black birds of death hover without cessation above her.
"Damn you, Excursus.." She hisses to her brother, who is nowhere to be found. She ambles onward, flicking her tail against imaginary flies. Dust covers her coat. What used to be glistening tawny and deep chocolate, now resembles the dried mud on which the femme walks.
She looks ahead, wishing for some life to show up....anything but those damned birds....She can feel herself seething...melting in her own murderous annoyance.
"BE GONE!!" She snaps, leaping into the air futilely. She glares at the birds..oh what she would give to taste their warm, bitter blood trickling down her throat. It was useless...she would never kill one of those birds...just like she would never get out of this shithole desert...
[[VI DOES LEAVE THE WASTELANDS FINALLY, AND HEADS TO THE NORTHERN MOUNTAINS]]