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04-09-2014, 02:55 PM
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Everything was falling into place, and Sorrow knew that only the gods could arrange such a thing. She walked and she searched for the man known as her father, a face she hadn’t seen in many seasons. A familiar scent washed over her nostrils as she approached a foreign place, one that brought many memories. Surely this place was the one she sought, for only one carried such a scent. While the Giantess continued to walk, she noted a foreign structure before her. A loud gasp passed from her lips and she ran toward it. Light of spring poured in through the stained glass above her dropping down a cascade of light and color. ”Beautiful” She said softly to herself. Her eyes took in every detail of the place around her and she walked up toward one of the pillars and pressed her massive weight against it. For a moment she pondered if this place was some kind of shrine to a god and a bit of fright struck her at such a thought, for she had no offering for a god at the moment. It would be strenuous work to find something to kill and offer up to the foreign gods of this land, especially when she knew not what type of sacrifice they preferred. With a shrug of her shoulders, she moved on from such thoughts. There was a father to look for, not god’s to worship. The scent of her father lingered in the air, perhaps he was nearby. It wouldn’t hurt to wait for a bit of time would it? If the gods intended for her to find him, it would in their time not hers. Sorrow hummed to herself as she found a patch of grass to dine upon, her mind lost in songs and stories of pasts long ago. talk talk talk [Regime only please, preferably Tyradon or Confutatis.] God knows we like archaic kinds of fun, the old way |
