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Frost Fyre Posts: 198
Outcast atk: 5 | def: 9 | dam: 5.5
Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.3hh :: 6 Years HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE
Altair :: Common Cerndyr :: Starpast prissy
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She wants to go home, but nobody's home




She walks slowly through her home, head held as low as her heart. Her heart hung above a pit of depression, the string keeping it from falling beginning to break. She was no longer happy with her home, and itched to flee. Her home was now ruled by three, Illnyx the GildedBlade, Deimos the Reaper and Ulrik the Engineer. Never had she spoken to the three who ruled, and nor did she want to. She would have only spoken to her Empress, Psyche. But now that her Empress had left her crown to the two hounds Ulrik and Deimos, the maiden was suddenly uninterested in the Basin. It had gone off its path to its ultimate goal at Psyche's hand. When the news caught the girls ears, she had been shocked to hear of her Empress's demise.

Her heart dragged behind her now, her head low. She swung it to the side to glance at the crystalline lake, her twisted horn slashing the air. She let her emerald pools melt over the scenery, the newborn light just hitting the lake at the perfect angle, projecting all the glimmering colors of the morning sky and sparkling snow. She felt at awe at the raw beauty of nature as it entered one of its finest hours. Her youthful body was but a blur against the unique colors of the landscape behind her, a brown smudge against a white canvas as she strode forward.

"words words words"


Frost Fyre

It's where she lies, broken inside.


Dawn is coming
open your eyes


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