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 Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 8:49 pm
((Feel free to jump in!))
The night beneath the half moon was still. The stars had silent reign, gleaming down as if they were going to fall as tears. Cloudlessly, the sky showed little flaw in the glorious darkness, save for the silent watchers. Reflected was this scene in two glowing eyes, two eyes that seemed relieved.
Ealir'faryn was relaxed for the first time in ages. Truely without her guard even halfway up. Halen was safe at the volcano, left in the capable care of the closest thing she could think of as family. She was still as the night, save for a chilly breeze that chose to awaken at the moment. Along her back, golden flames began to dance, reaching towards the sky with hungry hands. They begged to be let among the stars, if not for the Night Rose that kept them grounded.
Slowly she turned, feeling something deeper in the night. Something darker than even the shadows. The red amulet around her black neck began to pulse, eyes growing brighter. Something inside Ealir stirred, confidently coming forth now that the wyrm's bond was nowhere near, and it would be so much easier to fight her off.
She struggled, of course, to keep that darkness locked away, but something much stronger pressed against her very conciousness. The familiar feel of her master's touch startled her, and allowed the very darkness of her soul to swallow her completely. At least, for the time being.
The wyrm that picked itself up off that tall grass was and was not Ealir'faryn, the oddest fire wyrm the world had ever seen. A dark chuckle passed by that maw, something deep inside protesting just the tiniest bit before the power from the amulet became totally her control. It lit up the entire field with blood red light, a silent call drifting outwards. It spoke to the very deepest part of a wyrm's soul, calling them closer to this place where something unspeakable could happen while the night was hers.
"Awaken, oh children of the devil. Come to me." The words drifted like a sweet song, the lowest part of the former Ealir struggling madly against the will of this new power. Pushed back, she finally resigned, letting this demonic half have control. The darker half stood still now, webbed wings flaring as it continued to call.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 7:39 pm
As Zale looked into the sky, his eyes seemed to glower over. Memories flew quickly past him as he looked towards the many stars. It seemed different today.
Yawning Zale, looked down from the sky and around to see if anyone was near bye. Of course they weren't though. He scared off everyone dear to him. Or at least he thought they were. Although no one said it, he could tell the ones close to him were frightened the most. More then anyone.
Eyes glowing a deep scarlet red, he jumped into the Lake, awaiting to find out what the strange feeling deep inside him was about. He was tingling with a slight satisfaction of demonic aura. This was more powerful then before... maybe who ever he was waiting for finally came.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 8:27 pm
Her power went unanswered, though the wyrm seemed to feel the first one who noticed the stange way the night seemed to darken, though the moon was bright. Reaching out, Ealir, or whoever she was now, attempted to grab onto his soul and tug lightly. Come to me, her voice was soft, no more than a whisper in the mind.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 8:46 pm
Zale felt a pulse tugging at him and the soft voice echoing in his head. He looked around wondering if anyone's there and spoke out "Who's there?" He felt an overwhelming urge to find whoever was calling him.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 8:38 pm
A dream, a mystery... no more than a whisper in the wind. Fools will believe that, while those destined for the greater world will come. Soothing, tugging, the fire wyrm paced slightly in the night. The blood red fields ruffled with a slight breeze, the tall grass lapping up against her sides as water might. Somewhere, two voices called, and tried to tug back into control the one who was currently not. With a great force of power, she blocked them off, nearly severing both bonds. Deep inside her, the weaker voice screamed. Being cut off from those who meant so much to her was painful, while the headache flare lasted only a moment to the demon.
She paced slowly to the edge of the meadow, amulet lighting the way in the dark forest, painting it a color worse than night. Are you a fool?
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 5:02 pm
 Cursa looked the sky, the night was darker and more menacing than usual. Much more inviting to the evil wyrm. Curiosity made the young adult wyrm wonder what was going on and were the light disappeared to. The fire wyrm smirked laying in a graveyard, the smell of decayed flesh hung in the air. Cursa watched Elanessë preform her dark arts she did so love to watch the necromancer do her black work.Elanessë stopped "This night is full of malice." the necromancer said finishing her pale hands stopped glowing and ste returned to her bonded's side. "Something un natural and ominous stirs..." Elanessë wasn't bothered in the least. As long as she was left alone it was fine.Cursa nodded stretching her small dark blue wings. "I wonder what it is." Cursa muttered quietly. Her tail comfortable wound about her. Her red eyes continued to watch the sky as it darkened. It was strange she felt as though she knew it yet whatever it was had it's powers distorted and almost entirely unrecognizable.“What’s wrong?” Elanessë asked seeing her partners bothered face, which was rather unusual. “I find it rather odd this unusual darkness disturbs you.” The necromancer smiled darkly.Cursa narrowed her eye slightly then shook her head "Of course it's not the dark" she said with a growl “A familiar power distorted.” she finished still staring up at the starless night sky.
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