Welcome 
Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2014 21:42:28 GMT -6
 | scribe virgin I've been burning in water and drowning in flame To prove you wrong and scare you away I admit my defeat and want back home In your heart under the rose |
A faint smell of lilacs filled the musk and decay smell of the Tomb. A chirp echoed through the dead halls as well then followed by a faint fall of satin against the rock tombs floor. Analisse had arrived at the Manor not too long ago and told Fitz to tell Wrath to meet her down below. She had heard Wrath wanted to ask her something, and she preferred if they other brothers or their shellans didn't know of her being here. Especially Jane. The Mother was still very upset about losing her beloved song birds to save her baby's love life.
Her long satin cloak fluttered across the jars of many lessers that the brothers have killed. The woman let out a low sigh. Lesser's were monsters. She was happy all of these were dead. She continued looking at each of the lesser jars as she waited for Wrath to arrive.
Her long satin cloak fluttered across the jars of many lessers that the brothers have killed. The woman let out a low sigh. Lesser's were monsters. She was happy all of these were dead. She continued looking at each of the lesser jars as she waited for Wrath to arrive.