Post by Beleth on Jul 26, 2019 17:42:12 GMT -6
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It had been ages since he had been around, though in all reality it had only been a year. A hiatus that had seemed to wrap itself around him, enshrouding him from the rest of the world including Kairos. Of course Beleth hadn't abandoned Vor'asa, it was the only terrain he knew like the back of his own paws. Instead he had succumbed to the darkness that was slowly taking hold of him each and every day. He was unaware of what he had been doing during this year long hiatus, in fact he could not quite remember anything. It made him wonder if the 'other' had taken hold of him, perhaps that would explain this deep sense of sleep he felt he had gone through. Almost as if he had been hibernating this entire time but part of him had still been awake, the darker part. He was unaware of the dark acts he did during this time he just knew in the back of his mind that he had done horrible.. terrible things. The last thing he could remember is her, that little bitch he had met. Daena. She had potentially been the one to spur this all on but it had been so long ago that he had seen her that he could hardly remember. But what he did recall was this deep sense of loathing that he had for this particular individual. However he had to see her again, perhaps seeing her would bring on all of the things that he had forgot after their meeting. There was no telling whether he would be prepared for those memories, maybe they were blocked out for a reason, but he wouldn't know unless he tried to summon them again.
His massive paws drug in the sand as he moved closer to the abandoned ship. This had been a common stomping ground for him as a child and it brought back positive memories, this had also been one of the first places he had seen Persephone. It brought many memories, he just hoped it could help keep him in a positive mood. Now to locate that little wench that had quite literally drove him crazy. He wasn't sure how he would go about finding her so all he could hope for was sheer luck at this point. And then of course there was the fact that he had to actually talk to her. He would rather vomit but he didn't have many choices at this point. He sighed, this wasn't one of his number one things that he wanted to be doing but he needed answers. Now where was she.
notes: here is our starter!
tagged: Daena
words: 444
It had been ages since he had been around, though in all reality it had only been a year. A hiatus that had seemed to wrap itself around him, enshrouding him from the rest of the world including Kairos. Of course Beleth hadn't abandoned Vor'asa, it was the only terrain he knew like the back of his own paws. Instead he had succumbed to the darkness that was slowly taking hold of him each and every day. He was unaware of what he had been doing during this year long hiatus, in fact he could not quite remember anything. It made him wonder if the 'other' had taken hold of him, perhaps that would explain this deep sense of sleep he felt he had gone through. Almost as if he had been hibernating this entire time but part of him had still been awake, the darker part. He was unaware of the dark acts he did during this time he just knew in the back of his mind that he had done horrible.. terrible things. The last thing he could remember is her, that little bitch he had met. Daena. She had potentially been the one to spur this all on but it had been so long ago that he had seen her that he could hardly remember. But what he did recall was this deep sense of loathing that he had for this particular individual. However he had to see her again, perhaps seeing her would bring on all of the things that he had forgot after their meeting. There was no telling whether he would be prepared for those memories, maybe they were blocked out for a reason, but he wouldn't know unless he tried to summon them again.
His massive paws drug in the sand as he moved closer to the abandoned ship. This had been a common stomping ground for him as a child and it brought back positive memories, this had also been one of the first places he had seen Persephone. It brought many memories, he just hoped it could help keep him in a positive mood. Now to locate that little wench that had quite literally drove him crazy. He wasn't sure how he would go about finding her so all he could hope for was sheer luck at this point. And then of course there was the fact that he had to actually talk to her. He would rather vomit but he didn't have many choices at this point. He sighed, this wasn't one of his number one things that he wanted to be doing but he needed answers. Now where was she.
notes: here is our starter!
tagged: Daena
words: 444
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