MunaZaldrizoti 8037 Share Posted July 24, 2018 Spoiler ‘Gone. Lost. My little dove…’ Elasha wandered, though it was mainly her sore feet that carried her on, uncovered and bleeding in some places. Her sweat-drenched hair stuck to her brow, her lips cracked and hands calloused. This cave was to be her final resting place, she knew. “They won’t even need to dig a grave for me,” She’d laughed to herself, half-mad. The gold-eyed she-elf let her pale hand brush along the wall, fingers catching in moss and slime as she stumbled over rocks. She passed several offshoot tunnels, hearing the dripping of water far off in the distance. Ribbit, Ribbit. She paused. Pressing herself against one side of the tunnel, she looked about, maddened and exhausted. Ribbit, Ribbit. A torch light slowly made its way towards her, Elasha reaching for the crude dagger at her hip. She inhaled sharply at the sight of a large humanoid frog, his bulbous eyes staring at her. He blinked. “Ribbit, Ribbit.” Elasha stared at the creature, hand gripping her hilt, “W-What do you want? I...I’ll kill you, don’t test me!" “Ribbit, Ribbit,” The frog-man gurgled in reply. The elfess inhaled and exhaled again, grip loosening slightly. “What? What do you want?” She inquired, breathing heavily. The Wonk offered his slimy hand. Elasha paused a moment before accepting, nodding simply as surely anything was better than continuing wandering in the wilderness, relaying her failure over and over in her mind. The Wonk lead her down a series of tunnels, passing through what looked to be a small village of his kind before coming to a long passageway, carved in a more ornate fashion than any other in the cave systems. “W-What…” The wonk released her, ushering her further with a few gurgles before handing off the torch and hopping off. Elasha looked forward, lights of bright gold glowing ahead of her. They match my eyes. Mother’s eyes. The elfess wandered forth, entering the large cavern. Her footing was uneven, each step a struggle, but her fixation on the golden-hued crystallization at the cavern’s center kept her pushing forward. She collapsed as she neared the large body of water that rested under the crystals, the liquid gold and pure and beautiful. She let out a yelp as she fell, but lifted her golden gaze to the shell-like formation again, hypnotized. A whisper caught her ear, light and eerie. “The Prince...our September Prince...he waits for you…” Elasha let out a maddened giggle, “M-My...my Prince…” She inched her way to the pool, practically crawling, and managed a glanced at her own reflection. “He waits for me...my Prince...my love…and he is all mine...” Spoiler The story behind this post is very elaborate, but with my persona's half-maddened state and a character trait of being possessive over people (having lost her niece, she previously had nobody to latch on to), I spoke with Aesopian and thought this would be a unique new path for her to take. Excited to see where it goes and hope you all enjoy the read! Note: The whispering she hears is mainly just in her head, nothing to do with any voodoo or magic. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chimp 528 Share Posted July 24, 2018 "Don't be foolish, those emotions you feel towards him are one sided, i guarantee you he would turn you into fertilizer for his plants if he was awake." Said Almisael Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Burnsy 437 Share Posted September 28, 2018 Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly. If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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