The Portal
She needed to find him As much as she needed the air she breathed she needed to smell his scent upon the wind once more. She needed to feel his fur brush against hers and to feel his eyes looking at her with adoration. She needed to hear the deep thrum of his chuckle, a sarcastic remark that would fill her with mirth. She needed him to be okay and in her arms so that they could never leave each other again.
How many years had it been since their separation? Since she had been forced to run away from her own family if she wanted to survive. She had been locked away like a princess in a tower, a hidden secret that gave the family shame. But the beauty did not feel shame for herself, because she was never at fault. She had been a sickly babe, and in their world, during that time; that was worse than sin. But she had been spared thanks to their mother. Yet even as she spent her first year of life locked away in darkness, she had often wondered if death would have been sweeter.
But then she would remember his face and how he loved her so. Sweet brother. Where have you gone? Eyes of honey looked frantically among the brush, her body slowly but surely making its way through the maze that was the Rift. She had survived in the darker parts of the desolate land, having nearly died many a time, and even though she was physically weak; she was strong in spirit. The woman did not know fear, because she had been forced to face it every day. It was a norm in her life, a constant she could almost welcome now. If there was no fear then there must be something very wrong.
As her chocolate frame kept delicate pace she slowly approached the Portal, its ethereal glow making her gleam in the moonlight. Her golden brindling glimmered like stars, her rich coat a galaxy one could wander in. Although a cough plagued her being along with constant fatigue, you could not see it in how she held herself. She was breathtaking, and although she knew it she never did flaunt it. She was here for a purpose, to finally find him after all of these years. She never stopped thinking about the one thing that had kept her going in life, the one man who stopped her from ending it all from the beginning.
No, she could not bear the thought of being apart from him any longer. It was time to find her beloved Ruwin.
How many years had it been since their separation? Since she had been forced to run away from her own family if she wanted to survive. She had been locked away like a princess in a tower, a hidden secret that gave the family shame. But the beauty did not feel shame for herself, because she was never at fault. She had been a sickly babe, and in their world, during that time; that was worse than sin. But she had been spared thanks to their mother. Yet even as she spent her first year of life locked away in darkness, she had often wondered if death would have been sweeter.
But then she would remember his face and how he loved her so. Sweet brother. Where have you gone? Eyes of honey looked frantically among the brush, her body slowly but surely making its way through the maze that was the Rift. She had survived in the darker parts of the desolate land, having nearly died many a time, and even though she was physically weak; she was strong in spirit. The woman did not know fear, because she had been forced to face it every day. It was a norm in her life, a constant she could almost welcome now. If there was no fear then there must be something very wrong.
As her chocolate frame kept delicate pace she slowly approached the Portal, its ethereal glow making her gleam in the moonlight. Her golden brindling glimmered like stars, her rich coat a galaxy one could wander in. Although a cough plagued her being along with constant fatigue, you could not see it in how she held herself. She was breathtaking, and although she knew it she never did flaunt it. She was here for a purpose, to finally find him after all of these years. She never stopped thinking about the one thing that had kept her going in life, the one man who stopped her from ending it all from the beginning.
No, she could not bear the thought of being apart from him any longer. It was time to find her beloved Ruwin.
Shiyra
have some fire
be unstoppable
be a force of nature
be unstoppable
be a force of nature
@Ruwin - anyone else welcome! Let me know if the table is hurtful on the eyes.
Rift Notes
Native Riftian
Vanity Magic: Hair is made of real gold but retains the weight and feel of hair. Leaves golden residue on anyone who touches it.
Magic One: Sings a cheerful tune to mend and create items. Can mend/create larger items as her magic advances
Magic Two: Sings a soothing melody that puts an opponent into a trance. Can only temporarily disable an opponent.
