07-27-2008, 08:47 PM
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Rachias took only one last look back. Back to the lands that she suspected held her brother's body. To the place that she had romped and called home for so long. She was leaving it now, leaving it for good with no intentions to ever return. She'd only gone back to try and find him, like she should have been allowed to when the fire had broken out. Rachias should have died back there trying to find him, should have died in the fire trying to drag him or his corpse of whatever was left of him out. It hadn't been allowed though. Gabriel refused to let her stay behind. Certainly he saw her sudden disappearance coming. Now though, still without a single idea of what might have come of Arkham, no evidence that he had indeed perished in the fire, she returned. The moon was high in the sky by the time Rachias finished her trek over the small mountain path, heading back in to the lands that her family had retreated to once the fire had started. It wasn't her family that Rachias planned to return to though, at least not those in Inferni. She would find her father, at some point or another, just to make sure that he was safe, and then begin a life all her own. |