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08-09-2015, 10:42 AM
The dappled brute hung his skull low to the same height as his chest, with little spark within his pools to suggest he was content with the way his short time in Helovia had amounted to. There had been so far, nothing to keep him from feeling dejected about the entire new world. He figured that this may have been that he had not yet explored Helovia outside of the endless blue, and this may certainly explain why he was feeling so isolated.
The outcast wandered further into the glade, barely noticing the sheer water that filled into a nearby pool surrounded by the trees. He gazed for just a second to notice that the trees were willow, but as the foliage brushed against his muscular pillars he halted beside the water and paid little attention to anything else, simply closing his eyes and imagining the achievements he was wishing to gain in the future. His ambitions were no further achieved as they were hoped for, and this made the dark dappled stag feel warm with the frustration that welled up within his brawny chest. The handsome cranium scrunched up less than attractively at this idea and it made him feel entirely hopeless. He was going to achieve something, eventually...
But soon he began to focus his lobes on the oncoming sound that got further and further towards him, cracking the dead twigs and Karalius wondered what, or who, it was that disturbed him from his inner thoughts.
" . "
[Phantom]
KARALIUS
It was pride that changed angels into devils;
it is humility that makes men as angels.
