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02-11-2013, 02:22 AM
Fuck. Two more came to the cave, one was like a white and thin ghost whilst the other one was a short draft paint. She immediately liked the ghost better. Her name was Nadira, as she introduced herself, and she seemed nervous. Why was she nervous? Delinne was the one who should be nervous! She was the prisoner! Her stomach felt big, and clumsy, and she backed away from the others. Why was she bigger? She looked fat, and she didn't remember eating too much lately. A sigh left the black mare, and she lied down once again. She didn't have time for this... She needed to finish the damn quest. The information she needed was probably not here, which made this situation useless. Delinne had almost spent a whole year now with the quest, and she didn't want to make it even longer. Who knew how long the God would wait? Couldn't Azzaron come and free her? That shouldn't be too hard. She missed him... More now than ever. She felt alone in this crowd of equines. Though, Nadira was a unicorn. Still, she felt alone. Delinne looked up at the others and observed them with a face without emotions. Aaron, as the paint draft had introduced himself, stood by Insanity - fitting name for that mare - and it was clear that he was on her side of this. They were mad. She had done nothing wrong. Right? "Delinne, is my name, if you must know. Now can someone PLEASE explain why I'm imprisoned?" She stared at Insanity, trying to see behind the wicked smile. She deserved an explanation. "Found a thin red line of madness." ooc: Blergh. word count: 271 DELINNE
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