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04-13-2017, 07:47 PM
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KIADA do not think you are safe because you love her
The girl, blanketed in fire and accompanied by her bone-eating companion, had not gone far for this moon temple quest. While others might have ventured further out, Kiada felt the need to stay somewhat close (for once that is), despite having worked to evade anyone’s curious eye. She had spent much of her free time visiting the Marsh, relishing in the darkness and the power the obelisk seemed to carry. However, she figured it was probably better if she stayed away for the time being. She didn’t need more rumors to spread, more people to stare at her from the shadows than she already thought there were. Or perhaps the young lady was paranoid. Regardless, she made her way to the Endless Blue, to look out from the sand as it reached her dark inky hooves, sinking ever so slightly as she shifted her weight. The flames along her back danced as griffins, flying along her topline and diving about as she confidently walked along the sand. Her pink splotched nose was toward the ground, her icy gaze searching for something of use. According to what she had been told, she needed to find colored stones from here. She figured it was a better place to look, than the Marsh, by the occasional glass like objects that washed up from the waves. Though, she couldn’t help but feel drawn to the colored rocks that deemed the entrance to the reef below, where the Goddess had appeared and granted access to the equines to go down and view such an extraordinary event. While Kiada didn’t enter the water, herself, she regretted not doing so after she found out Kisamoa had been Kaos all along. Would he have noticed her more, then? Had she been willing to do what the creature asked, would things be different for her? There was no way to know. She did however, pause in her step to look fondly at the entrance while Khairi cried from above, the pale vulture on the search for colored stones as well. "Talk." do not think she will not stain her mouth red with your blood too — |
@Maude <3
IT'S SAID SHE'S MADE OF STORM CELLS
AND A WILD WOLF'S HUNGRY HEART,
THAT SHE'S LEARNT THE LIGHTNING'S SECRET
TO RIPPING DARKENED SKIES APART.
