A Beautiful Life

[TheNander 241]

* Nalro Grayhammer walks slowly into the empty ghost city of Kal'Mugdor. He begins to walk towards the Emperor's throne room and sits down in one of the chairs and stares at the throne for awhile. Leaning over, he cups his nose in his hands and his thumbs under his chin. He thinks about what was, what is, and what could have been. The past events from his youth seem to be taking a toll on him. Nalro sighs before getting up from his seat. He makes his way downstairs into the noble district where his house still stands firm like the stone used in its construction. He unlocks the door to his home and makes his way inside. Nalro then takes a seat at his desk. On his desk there are pictures drawn, some painted, of his family and past loves. A small portrait of his father stands in the middle of the desk. He takes out a bottle of poison from his pocket and places it on the table with a distressed look on his face. He stares at the pictures as if they stare back at him. He uncorks the bottle and stands up to go over to the sofa by the fire. Nalro hesitates briefly and then throws the bottle into the fireplace. Nalro then sits on his sofa with his face in his hands. "Ah'm sorreh, Da." Nalro says softly. *

Another addition to my character's storyline. Thanks for reading! :mrgreen:

[Mucky 443]

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-Cries softly-

"Beautiful!"

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[~TheDerpyBeagle~ 63]

((Deep...))

[TheNander 241]

((It's another chapter in the excitingly melodramatic tale of Nalro Grayhammer.))

[Boomack21 124]

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