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Halloween Maze Challenge :: Round Three

Circe Posts: 101
Deceased
Mare :: Unicorn :: 16hh :: 5 Buff: NOVICE
M.E.
#14

The shadowmere stumbled; her tail was a wild snake in the air, desperate to bring balance to its lady. She tripped on white fur—the circlet on her brow slides askew. There was the sensation in her jowls that, only moments previously, she had been holding some kind of item, some sort of weapon of slender, polished wood and refined metal; Circe supposed she had dropped it somewhere along the way. She supposed little in this moment.

The dead grove in her home was nearly depleted of apples; Circe was thankful for that. Her taste for the rancid fruit was abhorrent to her. Whether she lacked self control, or she had become addicted to the fruit’s effect, she couldn’t say; the shadowmere ate of it because of the thoughts that raced in her mind, the pale white moon that hung heavy in the air, mocking her, subduing her. At first, the dark mare had searched for her sons in the dead of night—then she had remembered they were asleep, having lain down for the day—then the fields before her seemed different, skewed somehow, yet it ultimately made no difference to the shadowmere’s crusade.

“Come and face me!” she snarled, sight blurry and speech slurred, her gait unsteady though she moved with the languid grace of her blood, “Mine desires shall be requited tonight, you great white bitch! Once more, she tripped over the soft white pelts that hang from her shoulders. She snorted; the moon sat on a northern throne, and Circe’s eyes blazed, her stumbling gait angled toward the offending celestial body.

“HERA!!” she screamed, her throat raw with the passion in her breast. "HERA!!” A hiccup punctuated her shriek; her eyes grow heavily lidded. Her tail, exhausted with its charge of keeping the shadowmere steady on her feet, failed; she was thrown sideways, brought to her knees while the earth pitched under her feet. She scrambled once more to all fours, blindly following whatever path she is now set upon.


[Circe is dressed as Crossbreed Priscilla. Drunken Circe tries to go North, but ends up going WEST]



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RE: Halloween Maze Challenge :: Round One - by Luneia - 10-21-2013, 08:24 PM
RE: Halloween Maze Challenge :: Round One - by Circe - 10-23-2013, 05:45 PM
RE: Halloween Maze Challenge :: Round One - by Luneia - 10-26-2013, 01:34 PM

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