Kara
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Jun 14, 2007 16:06:08 GMT -5
Post by Kara on Jun 14, 2007 16:06:08 GMT -5
There are slaves who fear to speak, For the fallen and the weak. Slim figurette blended with the hard stone and concrete surrounds. Her pelt was near the same steal gray and the points along her pillars and dial matched the long shadow she cast on the hard ground.early morning fog still lurked in the compounds giving the already horrid place a more eerie look. Karida knew well that few came to this area and for this she was glad. the rusted iron gates loomed ahead, the gates that trapped them all that time ago and continued to confine them. Grulla fae turned away, it was best not to get to close to the gate. Optics looked around quickly, she was still alone good. Sharp shiver was sent up spine, her pace quickened. With each footfall a soft echo bounced around, Kara wasn't sure were she was headed but she wanted to be away from those gates.
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Jun 15, 2007 22:12:20 GMT -5
Post by Shai on Jun 15, 2007 22:12:20 GMT -5
Slim figure glided silently over the gray land. Her lord must of been in a good mood today to let the slaves loose in the city for a while. Or at least what was left of it. Soft maw let out a sigh, her life was hard. All of the slaves lives had been. A lucky few who were 'strong enough' or 'pretty enough', and were given offers of becoming maids or guards. She herself had been given this offer, but of course she hadn't accepted. The fem's own flaxen bodice was like a flashing neon sign compared to the rest of her small, mostly gray world. The steady beat of another's hooves caught her ears. Theywere somewhat distant and on old cobblestone, which meant the equine was somewhere on the old paths. She stopped, gazing ahead, orbs straining to see. 'Well of course I can't see the other, that would be too easy.' She thought almost grinning to herself. She let out a sigh and stepped into a almost slow-motion trot.As the stranger's bod came into view she slowed, then halted completely. 'Isn't that one of the slaves?' the fae thought to herself. 'Well of course she is, or else she would be on the Lord's land being spoiled.' Her voice chimed in. That was something weird about her, she had this little voice that would pop in and say the most annoying things at the most annoying times. 'Shut Up.' She ignored the remark her voice gave and spoke to the other fem, "Hello," she said in a somewhat friendly tone, she wanted to say something more but her brain seamed dead at the moment, so all she could do was wait and see.
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