YouKnowItsJuno 269 Share Posted July 15, 2015 Far, far away, in Saltstone, a young lady sits on a cliff overlooking the sea. She looks out a the choppy waters below - so different than that of her life in the desert. She breathes in the cold, salty air and looks down at the brand on her wrist - the white mark of Vrogak'Gorkil, Rex of the Iron Uzg. Having heard news of his death and the disappearance of the Warmistress, Kiri'Gorkil, she sat and thought of her former masters. She speaks softly, her voice carried away by the wind. "I came to you a scared little girl... and I became valuable in your eyes - valuable enough for you to chase after. Now you are gone, and I am finally free... and I am steel." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
KoTo 610 Share Posted August 26, 2015 Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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