08-31-2018, 12:04 PM
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[color=#3f5351]"They'll come. I know it. They have to."
They had never denied her the pleasure of their company before so why now? Why did this place with all of its overflowing spiritual energy not provide anything to the young Feyre except for a flicker of an unfamiliar aura? She was half tempted to release a groan before Oni's inquiry met her, expression further contorting as she shook her head. [color=#3f5351]"No. I want to talk to my ancestors," She explained quietly, appalled that he had even thought to suggest the presence of demons or her association with them. From a young age, she was warned of their trickery and mischief, made to swear that she would never search for one in the vast afterlife. Her word didn't just break the moment she joined a clan.
Bastille's little smirk did nothing to help dismiss her frustrations, the little witch huffing slightly as she turned her attention back to her grimoire and reread the spell. [color=#3f5351]"No, I definitely know what I'm doing. Something's just wrong." Should she try again? Was it worth the physical burden it'd place upon her body? Feyre had an audience now, to simply blow out her candles, pack up her things, and leave would make her look the part of a failure. A sham. She'd much rather be burned at the stake than accept that terrible fate. [color=#3f5351]"Phasmatos Manex, Un Domo Hax, Fero Adiuvex. Come on. Come on, I know you're there!" The blue ragdoll practically pleaded, wincing as she was met with a sharp pain to the side of her head. But her efforts were rewarded as that yellow aura flickered back into view, streaked with shades of cerulean until a ghost manifested before her. Before all of them.
[color=#3f5351]"See! I told you I was doing it right, I just nee-" The arrival of a harsh wind was cause for her abrupt pause, a look of absolute anguish crossing her features as it successfully managed to extinguish her candles and thus break her connection to the afterlife, to the strange ghost. [color=#3f5351]"What? No? I.. I had just done it! You guys saw the ghost, right? I'm not a sham, I can do this. I can do anything!" Her body betrayed her words though, a thin trickle of blood falling from her nose just as she raised a paw to try and reignite the candles.
[color=#3f5351]"Ugh."
They had never denied her the pleasure of their company before so why now? Why did this place with all of its overflowing spiritual energy not provide anything to the young Feyre except for a flicker of an unfamiliar aura? She was half tempted to release a groan before Oni's inquiry met her, expression further contorting as she shook her head. [color=#3f5351]"No. I want to talk to my ancestors," She explained quietly, appalled that he had even thought to suggest the presence of demons or her association with them. From a young age, she was warned of their trickery and mischief, made to swear that she would never search for one in the vast afterlife. Her word didn't just break the moment she joined a clan.
Bastille's little smirk did nothing to help dismiss her frustrations, the little witch huffing slightly as she turned her attention back to her grimoire and reread the spell. [color=#3f5351]"No, I definitely know what I'm doing. Something's just wrong." Should she try again? Was it worth the physical burden it'd place upon her body? Feyre had an audience now, to simply blow out her candles, pack up her things, and leave would make her look the part of a failure. A sham. She'd much rather be burned at the stake than accept that terrible fate. [color=#3f5351]"Phasmatos Manex, Un Domo Hax, Fero Adiuvex. Come on. Come on, I know you're there!" The blue ragdoll practically pleaded, wincing as she was met with a sharp pain to the side of her head. But her efforts were rewarded as that yellow aura flickered back into view, streaked with shades of cerulean until a ghost manifested before her. Before all of them.
[color=#3f5351]"See! I told you I was doing it right, I just nee-" The arrival of a harsh wind was cause for her abrupt pause, a look of absolute anguish crossing her features as it successfully managed to extinguish her candles and thus break her connection to the afterlife, to the strange ghost. [color=#3f5351]"What? No? I.. I had just done it! You guys saw the ghost, right? I'm not a sham, I can do this. I can do anything!" Her body betrayed her words though, a thin trickle of blood falling from her nose just as she raised a paw to try and reignite the candles.
[color=#3f5351]"Ugh."
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YOU COULD [B]RATTLE THE STARS[/b]
[div style="font-family: HELVETICA;font-size: 17px; color:#000000; LETTER-SPACING: 0PX; line-height: 99%;"]YOU COULD DO [i]ANYTHING, IF ONLY YOU [color=black]DARED