10-27-2007, 09:38 PM
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It would be said time and time again: this place was both a blessing and a curse. The familiar creaking of the forest and the way the old paths seemed to spring up came was no surprise to Corona. Who strangely enough, had returned on a whim. Chasing ghosts may have been the right term to pin on her, though her ghosts were very much alive. They still had beating hearts in them. The same old blood still coursed their veins after so many days passed. Change hadn't called her back, though through a certain pang of remorse she had not expect to return to find her home gone. No fire coiled in the now ruined fire pit, and nary a soul was left to stir in the dark wood. No matter how deep she dove into its depths, Corona clearly understood that things had changed.
Her thoughts were askew, all they had done recently was turn in circles.
With the night sky unfurled above her in all of it's heavenly splendour, the gold-haired Lykoi resigned to sitting in a broken throne of a home in disrepair. There was a welcome chill in the air, one that she hadn't felt for a long time. She had no reason to be back there after deserting her home once before, but no where else fit like the glove that she was accustomed to. Her petite frame rolled forward as she drew up a pair of slender legs to wrap her arms around, staring uselessly off into the darkness that may as well have been oblivion. She had not the courage to venture to the shore just yet, and more importantly, she hadn't the urge to seek out anyone who may have still been there.
But she was there, smack dab in the middle of Chimera... or what was left of it.
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Her thoughts were askew, all they had done recently was turn in circles.
With the night sky unfurled above her in all of it's heavenly splendour, the gold-haired Lykoi resigned to sitting in a broken throne of a home in disrepair. There was a welcome chill in the air, one that she hadn't felt for a long time. She had no reason to be back there after deserting her home once before, but no where else fit like the glove that she was accustomed to. Her petite frame rolled forward as she drew up a pair of slender legs to wrap her arms around, staring uselessly off into the darkness that may as well have been oblivion. She had not the courage to venture to the shore just yet, and more importantly, she hadn't the urge to seek out anyone who may have still been there.
But she was there, smack dab in the middle of Chimera... or what was left of it.