Floating Key
K'yarie
She emerged from the darkness. A creature blacker than a moonless night. Yet if one were to look closer, they would see ghostly memories of galaxy and cosmos dancing within the inky pools of her flesh. The darkness seemed to draw towards her, the shadows danced at her feet. Only her white mask stood out against the eternal blackness, framing violet eyes. A beaded net of silver and purple purls adorned her head and mane like a delicate crown. She was a creature of pure power and perfection.
She exuded a mysterious, forbidden allure. A tantalizing prize that no man could obtain. She was a goddess, an enteral being of shadow and stars. Like a jungle cat, she was the epitome of elegance and danger. If the air that hung around her like a thick aura did not speak of this, the gold and bronze armor lining her spine spoke of a maiden built for battle and ballrooms alike. She seemed to glide across the ground as she appeared from the depths of the ship.. Her form framed by the gapping hole in its wooden flesh. Ryder had not been the only one to find the ship today.
Six orbs of light lazily drifted out of her fur, as if leaving a stream of stars drifting across her pelt, to float about her. They whispered words of an ancient tongue from beyond the grave. A ship, pulled from another world. One whispered. Marred and beaten she should have sunk with the ships her crew has claimed. Another hissed.
Blood! Blood and death. Fear and anger. A demon lived here.
A demon. A demon. A demon. They all sang as the form of Ryder strode into view. They continued to dance and sing in a voice only K'yarie and those connected to spirits could understand. Though the woman had yet to meet another who understood her ghostly companions. Only hearing the ancient, mysterious speech that seemed to drift from their burning forms. Adding to the enigma that was the star-kissed maiden.
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She exuded a mysterious, forbidden allure. A tantalizing prize that no man could obtain. She was a goddess, an enteral being of shadow and stars. Like a jungle cat, she was the epitome of elegance and danger. If the air that hung around her like a thick aura did not speak of this, the gold and bronze armor lining her spine spoke of a maiden built for battle and ballrooms alike. She seemed to glide across the ground as she appeared from the depths of the ship.. Her form framed by the gapping hole in its wooden flesh. Ryder had not been the only one to find the ship today.
Six orbs of light lazily drifted out of her fur, as if leaving a stream of stars drifting across her pelt, to float about her. They whispered words of an ancient tongue from beyond the grave. A ship, pulled from another world. One whispered. Marred and beaten she should have sunk with the ships her crew has claimed. Another hissed.
Blood! Blood and death. Fear and anger. A demon lived here.
A demon. A demon. A demon. They all sang as the form of Ryder strode into view. They continued to dance and sing in a voice only K'yarie and those connected to spirits could understand. Though the woman had yet to meet another who understood her ghostly companions. Only hearing the ancient, mysterious speech that seemed to drift from their burning forms. Adding to the enigma that was the star-kissed maiden.
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Fear not this Night.
You will not go Astray
Though shadows fall, still the Stars find their way
You will not go Astray
Though shadows fall, still the Stars find their way
K'yarie was lurking within the dark belly of the ship, she now appears just inside the giant hole.
