A whistle escaped purple-brown lips, a calm washing over Irrydae. She had recently been to the meadow, and she was returning. She had encountered the God of the Spark, she had also been lucky enough to be chosen by him out of the others. She smiled, curious gold orbs looking at the ground as she soared above trees, and rivers, rocks and trails. She was venturing from the Foothills again, this time hoping to possible bring someone back with her. So much had happened since venturing to the Foothills, just hoping to become a citizen, yet she had become more. She had witnessed great measures started by the Mason's. To say the least, her life was nice right now, she was recovering from her past. The memories appeared less and less now. It was a strange occurrence that it happened anymore. |
This is who I am(Irrydae)
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This is who I am(Irrydae) - by Amerilo Rose - 03-24-2013, 05:56 PM
RE: This is who I am(Irrydae) - by Irrydae - 03-24-2013, 10:59 PM
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