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02-01-2015, 11:39 PM
et la vie amait la mort
Fading away had been simple. Whatever she had left behind was nothing but dust and was busy eroding to the elements. She was the last of the family line, and like a curse, she was the one to ruin it all.
In France, honour is everything. She had disgraced her family and ruined their honour, and in her pain, her gift from birth was used to make her exit. A dead womb was a dead womb, and nothing could change the fact that her family couldn't find use in their only offspring.
The night was beautiful, igniting her features into luminescence, dancing while her hovering body shifts about the trees. Occasionally, she misses her mark and passes through them, turning violet eyes to ensure that none have seen her perform the show. There was nothing wrong about her talent, but the trees made her uneasy. Her skin shivered and crawled beneath the humidity, moonlight passing through her body and beaming to the foliage below.
Something wasn't right that her magic want to leave body. It gave way in short bursts as the trees engulfed her more, morphing her legs down to the earth and actually touching the ground. The appearance of life grabs at her with desperate and terrifying hands.
SHOCKWAVE.
It's like a brick wall. It is a brick wall, a heavy blow to the face, the heart, her very emotions that the feeling that she was given constant warnings of almost bringing her to tears once all of her magic explodes and let's loose. She stumbles across the ground with the whites of her eyes engulfing her soft purple shades. Her strides gather her missing parts in a quick, panicked fashion in hopes that she hasn't lost the most dear thing to her that she still controls.
"Meeeeeerde!"
Her chest rises and falls, gasping for air in heavy bouts. Pulled up against a tree, the magic seeps back in, body transforming into the previous state. Sighing, she grants hatred upon the place. As if her magic was already strange enough, having an attempt at ripping it away in an extremely violent style offered her no support towards the trees and whatever earth she found herself levitating over.
OOC: She'll be finding her egg in this thread too, so if someone wants to say their character saw it or something and point it out, it's welcome.
Her magic is in use, so just check her profile. Nighttime so she is more noticeable and defined.
