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12-02-2012, 10:22 PM
Stellaluna From the deepest desires often come the deadliest hate. |
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Stellaluna followed the god, her brow furrowed, and her amber pools skeptical. This god promised them land, and actual home. She had been ignored by the gods, and she didn't believe this one would actually help them. They were nothing but pawns in his game. But, alas, if that meant gaining power and rest to continue the Plague's agenda, then so be it. But, sooner than expected, the mountains broke way to expose a beautiful landscape. The rusty dapple looked about her, not believing that this quiet valley was theirs. The Spark God spoke, and then soon retreated. Stellaluna didn't bother following, nor asking where he went. She wished not to test his patience. She made her way to Psyche, standing by the dark mare's side, but still maintaining a respectful distance. She was the rightful Lady, and would lead them to a triumphant victory when the time arose. Stellaluna dipped her head. "My Queen,, she began, "I gladly follow you. You will lead us to a victorious future, I am sure." Stellaluna nodded, truly honest in her words. But her thoughts did not rest on the future for long. There would be no future if there was a creature here who would emerge from the shadows and devour them all. "I agree, we best survey this beautiful land. Though we need rest from our journey, there is no way to treat this place as a safe harbor if creatures that lurk within it want to destroy us for trespassing upon its territory." She looked away from Psyche, taking in the rest of the landscape. She couldn't believe it, and secretly was more excited than she let on. "Also, what are we to do if we find any outcasts in this land?" |
Walk walk walk. |
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