(( Closed RP! Enjoy reading! ^^ )) = Love Life = It was many years since the Earth Realm was created and Io was still lost to wander while his queen, Nassore, was trapped in Thalmyion to rule alone. Often she walked around the large moveing floor map, sliver and golden gears clinking and ticking like the clockwork it was designed to be. With her dress drifting out behind her from the gentle breeze that swooped through the large white marbled hall, each thrown in their place and the Rulers thrown set proudly at the end of the long hall, Nassore paced and lamented her woes. Her black hair curled tightly and tumbling down over her shoulders, her fine porceline white skin only blushed at the cheeks and tinted violet on her eyelids, slim and slender and very much the appearance of a child or teenager in the Mortals terms of looks. All that is and ever will be... She murmered, her right index finger caressing her candied red bottom lip, Lingers on the choices of each God and or Goddess... But the mortals seem lost... As lost as I for simply no reason but that they are effected by my sorrow... as she continued her sad thought, graceful steps caught her ear. Hello? To whom has entered the main hall?
Posted on: Sat, 25 Jan 2014 13:48:08 +0000
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