08-26-2018, 11:30 PM
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SUITEHEART
THE ASCENDANTS
AT PEACE
[/td][td]It was truly intriguing how Suiteheart's story first began -- one thousand years ago -- and how it ended. Her great tale was so often filled with fast-paced chapters and quickly worded sentences that it was difficult to just live and breathe in the moment. Suiteheart was forever swept up by the tidal wave of her life; resting was never truly an option. Not until now, anyhow.
Baby blue eyes were cast out like a line, scanning the horizon of the sea. A deep tranquility rested within the azure depths of her eyes, and those faint traces of gilded amber were nowhere to be seen. Her posture was relaxed and calm. For perhaps the first time in her entire life, Suiteheart was completely at peace. The faintest rise of the corners of her maw even hinted at happiness.
She was aware of everything that was about to transpire, but that was okay. Everything was okay now. And everything would be okay going forward.
Gently, the warm waters of the ocean lapped at her snow-white paws, beckoning her to go forward. Their persuasion was easily heard - Suite rose from her seated position and took a few steps forward. A soft buzzing sounded in her head, but the cozy feelings in her chest made the former forgettable. This was where she was meant to be. This was where she was always meant to be.
Her locket and pendant were removed from her person, and the necklace-like scar Niklaus presented her burned brightly against the pristine white of her fur. For the first time ever, she made no move to cover it. Bastilleprisoner had left her with only her name and bright emotions so she had no reason to hide anything; he had taken all those bad feelings from her. He had lifted a great burden off of her shoulders if only to bear it himself.
"Suiteheart, are you ready?"
Selene. An ancient force wrapped itself around her, and in this moment, she was finally aware something had shifted within her. It felt as if part of herself were missing. It was as though she were tethered to something, no, to someone. However, Suite allowed that thought to tumble out of her head. She had nothing holding her back anymore. It was finally time.
"Mm-hmm. Take me home."
Her voice was rosy. Summery.
A lopsided grin, her signature, traipsed her pink lips for one final time as her baby blues lifted skyward.
The white feline's form slowly sank into the waters. The waves pulled her body out to sea for the briefest of moments before returning her to the sands of the beach. The sideways smile no longer painted her porcelain features, but a look of absolute peace did.
Suiteheart Folie-Mikaelson was finally at rest and finally, finally, at peace.
[/td][/tr][/table]Baby blue eyes were cast out like a line, scanning the horizon of the sea. A deep tranquility rested within the azure depths of her eyes, and those faint traces of gilded amber were nowhere to be seen. Her posture was relaxed and calm. For perhaps the first time in her entire life, Suiteheart was completely at peace. The faintest rise of the corners of her maw even hinted at happiness.
She was aware of everything that was about to transpire, but that was okay. Everything was okay now. And everything would be okay going forward.
Gently, the warm waters of the ocean lapped at her snow-white paws, beckoning her to go forward. Their persuasion was easily heard - Suite rose from her seated position and took a few steps forward. A soft buzzing sounded in her head, but the cozy feelings in her chest made the former forgettable. This was where she was meant to be. This was where she was always meant to be.
Her locket and pendant were removed from her person, and the necklace-like scar Niklaus presented her burned brightly against the pristine white of her fur. For the first time ever, she made no move to cover it. Bastilleprisoner had left her with only her name and bright emotions so she had no reason to hide anything; he had taken all those bad feelings from her. He had lifted a great burden off of her shoulders if only to bear it himself.
"Suiteheart, are you ready?"
Selene. An ancient force wrapped itself around her, and in this moment, she was finally aware something had shifted within her. It felt as if part of herself were missing. It was as though she were tethered to something, no, to someone. However, Suite allowed that thought to tumble out of her head. She had nothing holding her back anymore. It was finally time.
"Mm-hmm. Take me home."
Her voice was rosy. Summery.
A lopsided grin, her signature, traipsed her pink lips for one final time as her baby blues lifted skyward.
The white feline's form slowly sank into the waters. The waves pulled her body out to sea for the briefest of moments before returning her to the sands of the beach. The sideways smile no longer painted her porcelain features, but a look of absolute peace did.
Suiteheart Folie-Mikaelson was finally at rest and finally, finally, at peace.
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[glow=black,10,100]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE