09-22-2015, 11:01 AM
I wanted to leave something besides a blood trail,
besides prayers growing stale on my tongue.
The others seemed delighted or burdened by their task, but Cellar remained as uninterested as always. Her emotions only managed to claw their way out when she had to deliver death to another, and she had a feeling this was not one of those miissions. They would not die for their queen or their tree. They would cling to life as does a drowning rat. She takes no time to admire the sunset or remark upon the tranquility of the kingdom but rather awaits further orders as the boys begin their destruction.
Her eyes meet Gryffen's as he issues his command, to find her target and bring her back to the Chamber. She says nothing but gives a curt nod of her head before moving forward. The muscles of her legs have had no need to hurry in such a long time. They almost sing with joy and hunger as her movements flow into a gallop. There is a member of the Gates running right at Gryffen but she pays him no mind, knowing it would be all too easy for the four she left behind to take care of him.
Cellar takes in all the different scents of the Gates members, seeking out one of the more prominent ones as she searches. The others will have to come out soon or submit themselves to the flames of the Chamber, to the swift ruin they intend to bring down on them.
Cbesides prayers growing stale on my tongue.
The others seemed delighted or burdened by their task, but Cellar remained as uninterested as always. Her emotions only managed to claw their way out when she had to deliver death to another, and she had a feeling this was not one of those miissions. They would not die for their queen or their tree. They would cling to life as does a drowning rat. She takes no time to admire the sunset or remark upon the tranquility of the kingdom but rather awaits further orders as the boys begin their destruction.
Her eyes meet Gryffen's as he issues his command, to find her target and bring her back to the Chamber. She says nothing but gives a curt nod of her head before moving forward. The muscles of her legs have had no need to hurry in such a long time. They almost sing with joy and hunger as her movements flow into a gallop. There is a member of the Gates running right at Gryffen but she pays him no mind, knowing it would be all too easy for the four she left behind to take care of him.
Cellar takes in all the different scents of the Gates members, seeking out one of the more prominent ones as she searches. The others will have to come out soon or submit themselves to the flames of the Chamber, to the swift ruin they intend to bring down on them.
I could give you my body, my flesh,
offer it up like a sacrifice, like a banquet.
offer it up like a sacrifice, like a banquet.
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