03-03-2019, 12:28 PM
[div style="width: 527px; line-height: 1.4; text-align: justify; font-family: palatino; font-size: 11px;"][align=center]blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these broken wings and learn to fly
"'Looking over the waters... Tales of the past may open treasures of the future.'" Waters. Past. The fae flicked her tail, blinking once before thinning her lips. The past. Wordlessly, she'd urge Masie outside until she was well out of earshot of the other group. "The railroad." For their border was surrounded by water and she'd felt the engravings on the concrete. Names of past joiners. It was worth a shot. Following her guts thus far had worked out, so she decided to be optimistic. Of course, the fact neither of her fathers had approached the colosseum made her antsy as the gears in her mind turned. The previous clue could have already brought them there, couldn't it have? Or misled them to the Temple. Hopefully the Temple.
[ [member=2585]Masie[/member] c: ]