Return Of The Wicked

[xDK 1205]

A cold breeze flies over the wretched dwarven mountain tops. It hovers along the main roads path, having a sombre feeling travelling with it. The children playing outside gets called in by their mothers, leaving a silent, cold and bleak sensation hanging in the air.

 

 

A dark silhouette stands, slightly hunched in the large gate entering a dwarven mountain. The silhouette looks up, a dim an unpleasent tone lies around it. Shariana stretches her back, the stone walls of her small cell had become too much for her spine. However all that didn't matter now. She was free once more. Preperation and meditation were all she could think about in these past years. She glanced down at the large folded parchment she carried under her arm. Preperation... Yes, that was all she had been thinking about.

 

The first step she took down the massive stairs, was a long one, but slowly as she started moving her dance with the steps became less relevant. She let her fingers slide over with a gentle touch on the surface of the stone railing. Frost started to spread along the cracks in the cobblestone, making the aging moss, fissure from the touch of the quick cold ice. Meditation... That was all she had been doing.

[Mephistophelian 977]

A very tasty and young looking gentleman with shockingly savy and age-betraying eyes saunters past the witch, seemingly occupied by travels of his own. A pleasant smile and the nod of his head is spared before he is lost to the depths of the road. Following him are small bits of metal and rust, sending a sound of harsh yet muted scraping into the air.

The amount of wanderers on the stone road, these days...

[VampsWillDie 76]

Gwen shivers a bit, then looks to the woman. "...Frost witch...?"

[A Spooky Witch 156]

Lucinda marched along the woods, twig in hand like a baton. She stopped as she saw the mysterious woman pass and her eyes followed her curiously. A childlike grin broke across her face and the little girl giggled, leaning to the side to whisper at seemingly nothing. "Lookit Cala, she's pretty!" She exclaimed, putting her little hands over her mouth as she giggled, skipping along.

[Heero 4092]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.