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10-15-2014, 10:54 AM
God of the Moon lady diamond in the sky
A billowing wind like a storm began to pick up, howling and swirling around the small island. Clouds funneled from the skies into a devastating twister, swirling powerfully and tugging at everything in the vicinity. Black winds seemed to condense, taking the shape of an alluring and yet darkly powerful mare, snapping into her figure as is she was made of the very storm on which she arrived. As soon as her pale, lavender coat was visible, the winds died down, and she glared her pupilless, gray eyes at the boy standing there, his demanding voice chafing her sensibilities. The goddess strode forward with confidence, looking him up and down with a sour expression on her stunningly feminine features. Nothing but a boy. A boy with a fire dragon, and she snorted, shaking her head. "And what do you want?" she asked, voice as smooth as a snake and charming as innocence. "You, boy, who thinks he can demand what he wants?" She had things to do. Places to be. Work to be done. This heathen was not worth her time right now. Recruiting was not at the top of her list. |
