 Collection: Ages of Youth
Chronicled by: Valhel pt II Thrashing, Pandora kicked down and wildly clawed her way to the surface of the pool. Breaching the water she tore away her helm with a violent gasp for air. For the next few moments Pandora only cared to regain her breath, then, though still shaken, found her way to the edge of the waters. Savoring the firm ground beneath her, Pandora lay for several minutes upon the stone floor. She could hear the whirl and hum of machinery about her, and the darkness of the stair was now a cavern lit by strange lanterns.  Collection: Ages of Youth
Chronicled by: Valhel Pandora gently swung the ancient doors of the vacant chapel wide. Rusted hinges upon rotted wood disturbed after long years of neglect creaked and crumbled, damp bits and splinters fell down to the stone threshold from where Pandora's touch had held. Tiny, hideous creatures, now exposed, writhed and swarmed to their colonies beneath the wood as Pandora shut the doors behind her. A profane air filled the sanctuary. Though windows and walls were broken and wind would find easy welcome the air remained dead. Five gleaming light shone beneath Pandora's helm, the fortunes of the future illuminating the secrets of the dark and distant past.  Collection: Age of Youth//the Halleaux//Skeletons of the Past
Chronicled by: Ghasty Petra sat at a small table in her private room. She had a small mug of coffee in her left hand, which she slowly sipped. Her right hand flipped through the pages of the bible sitting in front of her. Sunlight filtered through a small window looking out upon the vast an seemingly never ending dunes. It had been two and a half days since Aileen, Antonin, Hallr, Jehan, Melody, and Zenobia had left with their prisoners. No news had come back, which planted a seed of worry in Petra’s mind. The entire room had an aura of peace and tranquility. This aura was then interrupted by a knock on Petra’s door. This knock surprised Petra, causing her to spill her coffee on herself. Petra yelped in pain from the hot coffee. |
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