02-24-2022, 08:48 AM
[glow=black,1,400]IS IT OVER YET, WILL I EVER FEEL AGAIN? — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Shifting graves and broken tombstones. Firefly had been sure that the forest her people had inhabited held its own sort of magic, one that played with the boundaries of life and death as if they were gossamer sheets in existence. She held the opinion that staying too long in the Tanglewood would lead to a person seeing more than they ever bargained for, and she was proven right as she followed Kiara to the source of the distressing cry.
Ares. A corpse made animate, proving all that Firefly had ever thought about her home correct. Elsweyr's daughter, born again into this world without her family - since she had been buried next to them, she was sure to know their fates. Firefly's eyes flickered over Aurum's headstone, a grimace twisting her features. A friend. A guide. Would he be the next to rise? Firefly didn't dare to hope.
"Ares." Firefly began softly. "Come, let's get you cleaned up."
Ares. A corpse made animate, proving all that Firefly had ever thought about her home correct. Elsweyr's daughter, born again into this world without her family - since she had been buried next to them, she was sure to know their fates. Firefly's eyes flickered over Aurum's headstone, a grimace twisting her features. A friend. A guide. Would he be the next to rise? Firefly didn't dare to hope.
"Ares." Firefly began softly. "Come, let's get you cleaned up."
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