Every breath you take your one step closer to death[Open]

[BASIN] Every breath you take your one step closer to death[Open]

Phaedra the Opulent Posts: 343

Deceased

Mare :: Pegasus :: 15.3 :: 6 Buff: NOVICE

Stella :: Secretary Bird :: None Aud

01-23-2013, 04:14 PM

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When the Goddess of the Moon had slipped into the shadows after cursing the golden beauty Phae felt....An itch? She couldn't quite describe it - suddenly she felt lighter? Was that an appropriate way of putting it? No..that wasn't it...

How about I describe it for you, since I know what happened to the golden girl, but she doesn't;

Phaedra has been cursed by the Goddess of the Moon. Although she isn't fully aware of it yet, her appearance has drastically changed. No longer is she the glowing and youthful picture of beauty that she once was. Now, she is a rotting thing: She has aged several years, and her body appears to be heavily burned, or wounded - for there are deep and ugly scars covering her from head to hoof. Her creamy curls have fallen out in clumps, leaving her tail bone exposed, and her neck barren. Her teeth have almost all fallen out, and her chest has shrunk as if she hadn't eaten in weeks - her ribs and bones sticking out of a coat which lacked lustre, and appeared to also be falling out. She isn't aware of the full extend of these changes yet; but you will tell her, won't you?

Feeling an odd strain as she walked through the threshold, the pegasus ignored it - she was too focused on the words of the Moon Goddess, and what their interpretation was. Actually, what she was really think of, was the magic she was promised; the magic of the sirens.

Come out here

Hearing a voice, Phae moved towards the sound feeling confident as ever. As the oddly-marked mare came into view, standing over the bloody carcass of a rabbit, Phae frowned. She meant to say, Catch of the day, sugar? but without the majority of her teeth, it sounded more like, "Cat' o 'he day, shuger?"