Aithniel looked around her and was surrounded by sons. She couldn't have been more proud than she as at that moment. She eyed Tyrath, seeing that her boy had taken after her in aging quickly and briefly smiled while giving an approving nod. The Inquisitor tucked her wings to her side and stood proudly, thinking on the matters at hand when a yelling voice echoed through her head, telling her to fall back. That voice was familiar, and she furrowed her brows, looking around for the source. In the back of the crowd, a slinky white mare moved children from the fray, and she nodded once.
A i t h n i e l Hope not ever to see Heaven. I have come to lead you to the other shore; into eternal darkness; into fire and into ice. |
@Ampere @Tyrath @Mathèo
But burn down our home
I won't leave alive
Please tag me in everything!