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//Open RP :3// The Nightmare Flames surged around the remains of the town, villagers ran to the carriages that were going to carry them to the great Kingdom that was reborn. A young girl with scarlet red hair ran out of a burning house, ashes covered her nightgown and her bare feet were burned badly. She held a stuffed bear close to her, one of its ears was missing and the button eyes were gone. She looked around quickly, shouting to guards as they rode by quickly on horses, grouping people to head to the carriages. A loud scream erupted from the house, the girl whipping around her voice echoing around the village. MMMMMMMAAAAMMMAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was Just a dream. Scarlet quickly sat up, her hair sticking to her back, tears coating her cheeks. She quickly wiped them and looked around the tavern room slowly. She breathed heavily and then slowly relaxed, swinging her legs from under the covers and placed her feet gently on the floor. She got up slowly and put on her light tattered trench coat and got up, letting her nightgown fall around her ankles. She slide over to the door and opened it quietly, stepping out into the hallway and closing it behind her. The tavern was on the outskirts of the new Apostle kingdom, raided and taken over by the bandit group most people called The Wolves. She crept down the hall and to the stairs, then out the back door to the garden. Frost, her companion, sat hunched over near the door, a whisky bottle in his left hand and his dagger in his right. He moved around in his sleep slightly as the door closed back, Scarlet glanced behind her and smiled slightly. She walked to the edge of the garden, sitting down near the bundles of rose bushes and sat on the crumbled cobble stone wall. She stared up at the stars, letting out a sigh and then looked down back at the ground. She listened to the faint soft howls of the wolves in the woods, the hum of the bugs that fluttered amongst the flowers, and the whistle of the breeze as it blew softly around her.
Posted on: Sun, 26 Jan 2014 00:17:52 +0000

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