04-25-2011, 08:40 PM
We could make this into thread prompt 2 and get some extra game points 
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Jace was... still getting better in a strange kind of way, she was still all torn up inside and damaged of body but she didn't look at bone skinny thing or as raggedly furred. She was loosing the look of not eating for weeks and slowly the aura of complete and utter desolation and depression that seemed to follow her around most days seemed to be lifting finally. Jace did not doubt that it would be a long time before she was better again if at all. There was a gaping wound in her heart now where her firstborn children should have sat, instead they were being looked after by the angels now and maybe the spirits of her mother and sister, Jace wondered if they would be teaching her little ones how to hunt and track, how to weave beautiful jewelry, she wondered if they would ever find love in the afterlife like she had done with Temo and she was saddened that she would never be there to see it. Again the sense of failure washed over her and the aura of depression thickened in the air around her as the female struggled not to cry.
She hardly noticed the forest around her as she walked along her silent way, its sounds and scents going uninvestigated by the Praeas for any deer or rabbit that could be caught and eaten. Jace stopped for a moment and rubbed the tears from her eyes with her hands seeing the world through blurry lenses for a short moment. The hybrid woman swayed on her feet before stepping forwards and carrying on in her afternoon walk. In the distance rumblings could be heard from distant storms and Jace increased her stride not wanting to be caught in any downpours that might occur later on
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Jace was... still getting better in a strange kind of way, she was still all torn up inside and damaged of body but she didn't look at bone skinny thing or as raggedly furred. She was loosing the look of not eating for weeks and slowly the aura of complete and utter desolation and depression that seemed to follow her around most days seemed to be lifting finally. Jace did not doubt that it would be a long time before she was better again if at all. There was a gaping wound in her heart now where her firstborn children should have sat, instead they were being looked after by the angels now and maybe the spirits of her mother and sister, Jace wondered if they would be teaching her little ones how to hunt and track, how to weave beautiful jewelry, she wondered if they would ever find love in the afterlife like she had done with Temo and she was saddened that she would never be there to see it. Again the sense of failure washed over her and the aura of depression thickened in the air around her as the female struggled not to cry.
She hardly noticed the forest around her as she walked along her silent way, its sounds and scents going uninvestigated by the Praeas for any deer or rabbit that could be caught and eaten. Jace stopped for a moment and rubbed the tears from her eyes with her hands seeing the world through blurry lenses for a short moment. The hybrid woman swayed on her feet before stepping forwards and carrying on in her afternoon walk. In the distance rumblings could be heard from distant storms and Jace increased her stride not wanting to be caught in any downpours that might occur later on