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08-29-2012, 05:40 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-29-2012, 05:45 PM by Cassiopeia.)
 The astral mistress heeded the Goddess's voice intently, each instruction stored away and ingrained into the recesses of her mind. She had ventured into the mysterious, shadowy realm of the Deep Forest once before. That mystical, though equally eerie place was not quite foreign territory. She had encountered the obscure, though kind mare Osanna beneath the ancient bows of the mighty pine that twisted from the soil beside the pool she had mentioned and she would have little trouble finding it once again. The Spectral Marsh, however, was a vaguely different story. Azzuen had gone there once before and described the area to her as a dismal place, the murky waters littered with a multitude of the abandoned, moldering vessels of the dead. Her facade evidence none of the unpleasant thoughts and visions that lingered through her mind, though perhaps the divine mistress before her had detected a bit of her reluctance. It didn't matter. Cassiopeia daren't bother the lunar Goddess with her mindless, impromptu judgement by requesting something different. Sometimes it proved beneficial to wander from your comfort zone, making the rewards reaped all the more profitable. Eventually her words quiesced, giving way to a brief void of speech as Cassiopeia nodded in acknowledgement. "Thank you, Lady Luna. I will return soon with the things you ask." She smiled, her radiant eyes watching her respectfully, waiting for her empurpled figure to dissipate from existence to relocate somewhere within vast, celestial reaches of the heavens. She then pivoted and leaped into the dark sky, rich, leaching moonlight settling softly upon the sleek contours of her svelte anatomy. |
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