Post by Fellen on Jan 12, 2007 22:32:44 GMT -5
((Allright. This is a semi-private between Fellen, Nisse, and Kahvie. ((Krystal you may join if Kahvie agrees to it^^)) Basically, this is Fellen trespassing in Synl because she wants to see Nisse. She's going to get in a ton of trouble for this, I'm sure, but hopefully this will really get something interesting kickin! I understand if activity on this is slow, but let's try and keep this exciting, shall we?^^))
A shadow stole through the night, a gentle shape stalking through the darkness, illuminated only by the distant glow of the stars hanging in the twinkling sky. Dark clouds gathered over the horizon, signaling the possibility of a storm brewing, bringing a frigid wind through the trees, whipping leaves from their branches and pulling them into the wind’s silent dance. The pace of the silent shadow quickened as if driven by some urgency, possibly the weather, possibly some dark twist of fate. Their was an unsettling feeling wafting through the woods, as if something was about to happen, and it felt like something was wrong, out of place, trespassing.
Fellen gave a quiet sigh, her eyes scanning over the dark underbrush. She knew all too well where she was, and the scent was flooding through her nose, running up her spine like some foreign virus and attacking her very mind. She was in Synl, and she didn’t belong here. The scent of Sallin clung to her like some desperate protector, guarding from this new, dangerous foe, but the further she went into enemy territory, the fainter it became. Her forces were failing, as were her nerves. Each step she took brought more anxiety, more urgency, more…fear. She was afraid, afraid to be her in this forbidden land, but even that couldn’t stop here. Nisse was here somewhere, and she was being called to him like a thirsty soul to water. He was the light at the end of this dark tunnel, if only she could find him. She hadn’t seen him in so long, and it had been eating at her mind. She needed him, needed him like the air she took in so carefully, she wanted to see him again. She could take these risks; vanquish these fears, if only she would catch a glimpse of his smile. He had to be here somewhere, and she would search all night if she had too.
Her father didn’t know she was here, and neither did her mother. She had snuck off on her own, her own dire need overpowering the boundary line she had crossed some time ago. Maybe her mind was failing her, but she had crossed it without hesitation. She would pay the price later; first, she would see Nisse.
A shadow stole through the night, a gentle shape stalking through the darkness, illuminated only by the distant glow of the stars hanging in the twinkling sky. Dark clouds gathered over the horizon, signaling the possibility of a storm brewing, bringing a frigid wind through the trees, whipping leaves from their branches and pulling them into the wind’s silent dance. The pace of the silent shadow quickened as if driven by some urgency, possibly the weather, possibly some dark twist of fate. Their was an unsettling feeling wafting through the woods, as if something was about to happen, and it felt like something was wrong, out of place, trespassing.
Fellen gave a quiet sigh, her eyes scanning over the dark underbrush. She knew all too well where she was, and the scent was flooding through her nose, running up her spine like some foreign virus and attacking her very mind. She was in Synl, and she didn’t belong here. The scent of Sallin clung to her like some desperate protector, guarding from this new, dangerous foe, but the further she went into enemy territory, the fainter it became. Her forces were failing, as were her nerves. Each step she took brought more anxiety, more urgency, more…fear. She was afraid, afraid to be her in this forbidden land, but even that couldn’t stop here. Nisse was here somewhere, and she was being called to him like a thirsty soul to water. He was the light at the end of this dark tunnel, if only she could find him. She hadn’t seen him in so long, and it had been eating at her mind. She needed him, needed him like the air she took in so carefully, she wanted to see him again. She could take these risks; vanquish these fears, if only she would catch a glimpse of his smile. He had to be here somewhere, and she would search all night if she had too.
Her father didn’t know she was here, and neither did her mother. She had snuck off on her own, her own dire need overpowering the boundary line she had crossed some time ago. Maybe her mind was failing her, but she had crossed it without hesitation. She would pay the price later; first, she would see Nisse.
