☺☻☺☻NEW SYFY RPG☺☻☺☻

(
Noah followed, running up beside her.
malila blew into the clearing,her thigh length shift dress (with white shorts underneath) blowing around as she stopped. She stood straight, and started singing. Her voice wove an elaborate melody, chaotic yet rhythmic. Her voice sounded like dozens, the melody haunting, so beautiful you could cry but so terrifying you could curl in a ball and shiver. Sometimes so deep it shook your bones, sometimes so high it hurt your eardrums, but hauntingly beautiful and mesmerizing the whole time. Sometimes you thought you could hear words, but in another language, the language of the wilderness, the language of creation, the language of birth and death. As soon as you heard it, you could not help but stop and listen.
 

New posts New threads Active threads

Back
Top Bottom