01-01-2021, 07:04 AM
[div style="margin: auto; background-image: linear-gradient(to top left, #af6159 50%, #d69374 50%); max-width: 475px; height: auto; padding: 2%; border: 1px #1d1d1d solid;"][div style="margin: auto; background-color: #1d1d1d; max-width: 475px; color: #fefefe; padding: 5%; min-height: 20px; border: 2px #1d1d1d solid; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 17px;"]Rather apt the descriptor of cursed in regards to the particular family unfortunate child was apart of for no reason her own, origin easily located. Known by the few instances proximity permitted her observation Vayne was little more than a stranger, a child known by name yet avoided for apparent reasons. Her own the fault, the remarks she had been present to witness from rather distasteful mother enough to cause disfavour to grow where daughter was concerned. Vayne was not her mother, however, as Eulia was not her father, the sin the parent conducted incapable of such transfer.
Familiar the shore, thus from it had she turned during her daily walk, trying once more to familiarise herself with the land after her impromptu disappearance, dense foliage pressing close. Slow their fall, parting about twisting paths and open land of irregular size, one such trail followed loosely. Her momentum drew to an uneasy halt as voices arose, beneath the constant sound of the waves grown louder as the edge grew closer almost swallowing them, strained ears that swivelled forward.
"Roan…?" Concern seeped through gentle tone, arising in a questioning lilt as end graced lips crowned by a deepening frown. Brief her thought of turning back, over shoulder looking before refocusing in front. Too long had she run, hid as though still was she a scared child, no longer was that an option. Closer did Eulia tread, the scene upon which she came odd, mouth opening though no words came forth.
One need be entirely senseless, or possibly ignorant, to not have made note of the lack of children, her infrequent visits beyond her home enough to allow her the knowledge. The cause she had not pondered, though that Vayne offered left a bad taste within her mouth, the notion Aphra had grown spiteful enough to a degree to take her daughter from safety poorly fitting in her mind. "Why would she do something like this." Unbidden the words tumbled forth, apparent she spoke not of the child that ravenously ate. Questions swirled about her mind, held her tongue for the moment, however, it would do no good to overwhelm the child when she had just returned. Rather silent fell Eulia, awaiting direction or otherwise further information.
Familiar the shore, thus from it had she turned during her daily walk, trying once more to familiarise herself with the land after her impromptu disappearance, dense foliage pressing close. Slow their fall, parting about twisting paths and open land of irregular size, one such trail followed loosely. Her momentum drew to an uneasy halt as voices arose, beneath the constant sound of the waves grown louder as the edge grew closer almost swallowing them, strained ears that swivelled forward.
"Roan…?" Concern seeped through gentle tone, arising in a questioning lilt as end graced lips crowned by a deepening frown. Brief her thought of turning back, over shoulder looking before refocusing in front. Too long had she run, hid as though still was she a scared child, no longer was that an option. Closer did Eulia tread, the scene upon which she came odd, mouth opening though no words came forth.
One need be entirely senseless, or possibly ignorant, to not have made note of the lack of children, her infrequent visits beyond her home enough to allow her the knowledge. The cause she had not pondered, though that Vayne offered left a bad taste within her mouth, the notion Aphra had grown spiteful enough to a degree to take her daughter from safety poorly fitting in her mind. "Why would she do something like this." Unbidden the words tumbled forth, apparent she spoke not of the child that ravenously ate. Questions swirled about her mind, held her tongue for the moment, however, it would do no good to overwhelm the child when she had just returned. Rather silent fell Eulia, awaiting direction or otherwise further information.