| Subject: ± Celtic Panther ± |
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Spring Renegade
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Date Posted: 07:00:31 12/21/03 Sun
In reply to:
Common Sense
's message, "[Broken Home]" on 22:22:50 12/20/03 Sat
((OOC:Thanx, and I agree, POTC is the best movie of all time! Jack Sparrow is awesome, lotta life lessons he teaches. Tee hee. *grins* Glad to hear I'm not the only one who adores the flick. By the way, sorry about the CS is dead comment, I was supremely confused. Lol. Love the picture!))
..............................~Spring Renegade~........................
...............The Deepest Circle of Hell is Reserved.......
 .............For Betrayers and Mutineers.............   Surprised by the white’s recognition, she takes a step backward before dipping her head in respect. (Not that the Queen could see it anyway…but…) Raven ‘ness flicks auricle, considering how to state herself. Truth be known, Renegade was more afraid of being laughed at or ridiculed by her own ambitions than anything else. Hell seemed to have indeed frozen over, for a light had been formed from the deepest darkness. A lively spark glinted in her aureate optics, hinting of her dreams that would never be. Sense the teachers had left the dragon lands, any hope of becoming a healer as her true family had willed was gone. Unless some miracle was to rise from the ashes, ne’er would she complete her dream. Still, with this knowledge still remained a bigger, brighter hope, a hope for peace. She believed no life could rise from death and knew in her heart that crushing the other side would never lead to peace, only more and more intricately woven wars based on vengeance and distaste. Just as almost all of her entire race had been wiped out in the great Sian wars so far away, it appeared the same was happening here…only more than ONE breed lie in total annihilation. Common Sense could have very well been the last of the lights, aside from the young one near by…but Renegade had finally made her final courageous step. To long had she lain in the shadows, unable to feel the sun caress her chaise as intimately in these lush lands. To long had she been subject to mutiny. To long had she been forced to gnaw on the bones of starving prey. Now, she was ready to face her own greatest fear. She was ready to leave the desert and find where she truly belonged. That place…was here.
I have come to your land in search of my true place. I can no longer wilt in the desert pretending my heart is blackened. I love my clan dearly, and clan they will always be to me…but I belong here. I’ve come to ask for a place in your kingdom. | |
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