~~KINGDOMS OF CYRENE~~ RP (Need Players)

[Draxion]

Suddenly, the guard slipped and the dagger pierced his throat, killing him instantly. He body limped in Venus' grip.

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"I'm sorry," Sean said repeatedly.

She dropped the body and the dagger slipped through her fingers. Blood stained her hands, her eyes wide. Why did death always follow her? Everything she touched withered and died. She had to get away before someone caught her. She would wait until nightfall and get a horse for William and leave him in the capital. She didn't want him to die.

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"Its fine" she said and smiled slightly, showing that she forgives him.

"Hide the body in the bushes," suggested a voice, which sounded childish.

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He smiled back and treaded the water near her.

 

[Mirage]

"Hide the body in the bushes," suggested a voice, which sounded childish.

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He smiled back and treaded the water near her.

She jumped at the voice and turned around to see who had spoken.

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"So tell me what the ocean is like" she said, trying to lighten the mood.

 

[Wintent]

"You look very pale," he panicked and moved to the cell's bars.

"I-i-im f-fine," Winter said slowly releasing her grip from the bed leaving red smudges on the bed from her bleeding fingers.

 

[Draxion]

"Hide the body in the bushes," suggested a voice, which sounded childish.

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He smiled back and treaded the water near her.

She jumped at the voice and turned around to see who had spoken.

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"So tell me what the ocean is like" she said, trying to lighten the mood.

It was small figure dressed in robes and a hood, all black.

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"Almost endless space," he answered.

 

[Draxion]

"You look very pale," he panicked and moved to the cell's bars.

"I-i-im f-fine," Winter said slowly releasing her grip from the bed leaving red smudges on the bed from her bleeding fingers.

He glanced down at her wounded fingers. "You should cover those wounds."

 

[Wintent]

He glanced down at her wounded fingers. "You should cover those wounds."

"W-why?" Winter asked. "There's n-no use."

 

[Draxion]

He glanced down at her wounded fingers. "You should cover those wounds."

"W-why?" Winter asked. "There's n-no use."

"Cause you're bleeding."

 

[Wintent]

"Cause you're bleeding."

"S-so? Where going t-to d-die anyways, " Winter stated.

 

[Draxion]

"Cause you're bleeding."

"S-so? Where going t-to d-doe anyways, " Winter stated.

All he did was nod silently.

 

[Wintent]

All he did was nod silently.

Winter wrapped her arms around herself. She lived past the life times of two generations. Why was she so scared of dying? Maybe it was the elf in her knowing she was supposed to live longer than that. Maybe it was the fact that she had so many unanswered questions about her parents she didnt know.