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Subject: One warning Author: Simple [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 12/21/04 5:51:00pm Tue In reply to: Simple 's message, "Screw the dramatics, I'm taking this show" on 12/21/04 1:57:23pm Tue She walked into the throne room, challenged only once as the city of Hogoromo released its guard through the front gates. Too much transpired for a lone walker to be noticed, despite the cold that swept before and around her. One palace guard had attempted to stop her, loyal as he guarded the throne room Emillia Dan'Shir stood inside. He had fallen silent before words had formed in his mouth, her knife between his ribs and into the heart as she gently slid the body down the wall and laid it. Rest peacefully. Cold flooded beneath and around the doorway as the shadows stretched out to touch the lock and hinges. From Emillia's view, ice formed in rose and vine patterns and the soft smell floated into her nostrils. The door shivered before crackling and breaking, frozen so deeply that the wood had been the cause of its own despair. Simple did not enter the room, only looking at the one she had come to speak towards and the other winged woman who sat upon the throne. "You have been warned." The words were soft and smooth, barely spoken aloud though their meaning carried. She left, and a feeling of funerals left with her. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]