04-15-2018, 07:05 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]A lone feline padded slowly towards the plains. The green around her would have once filled her with great joy, for her former homes were that of a great city and then a snowy fortress. It had been a long, long time since she had witnessed the rebirth of spring. Now, it enveloped her. It should have made her spirit light, but these days, nothing could lift her up.
Her movements were slow, deliberate. She had traveled hundreds of miles - maybe even thousands, and her body ached from sore muscles and wounds. This had been her reality for far too long. How long had it been? She couldn't say, for after the destruction of her home and family, she stopped caring about the passage of time.
She thought now: her growing Clan. Her children. Her wife. Where were they? Where was she? Her chest felt tight. The wonderful triplets. And her beloved Margaery. For months she had tried to sense her wife through their bond, but when the island collapsed, so did their shared power.
The link was severed. Nothing was left.
What had happened to she and her wife's soft epilogue? What had happened to her children growing up in a safe place? The female's baby blue eyes clouded over.
The ivory feline halted, falling gently into a sitting position. "Hello," she called, voice small and rough after disuse. "My name is Hotelsuites. I've come to join." For a moment, she wished she had used her real name. However, she no longer felt like Suiteheart; this lonesome journey had changed her entirely.
Her movements were slow, deliberate. She had traveled hundreds of miles - maybe even thousands, and her body ached from sore muscles and wounds. This had been her reality for far too long. How long had it been? She couldn't say, for after the destruction of her home and family, she stopped caring about the passage of time.
She thought now: her growing Clan. Her children. Her wife. Where were they? Where was she? Her chest felt tight. The wonderful triplets. And her beloved Margaery. For months she had tried to sense her wife through their bond, but when the island collapsed, so did their shared power.
The link was severed. Nothing was left.
What had happened to she and her wife's soft epilogue? What had happened to her children growing up in a safe place? The female's baby blue eyes clouded over.
The ivory feline halted, falling gently into a sitting position. "Hello," she called, voice small and rough after disuse. "My name is Hotelsuites. I've come to join." For a moment, she wished she had used her real name. However, she no longer felt like Suiteheart; this lonesome journey had changed her entirely.
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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