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Look Into The Void
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Posted on January 20, 2011 at 03:31:58 PM by Viriarus

All her control was gone. The last shred she had possessed had been frantically clinging to the temper that had been building since she lost her crown. All her emotions had been bottled up every day of her life. They had been suppressed so very long, piling up one on top of the other until there was no more space. Something, one day, had to give. It was like shaking a carbonated drink. All the pressure had built up behind the lid. Someone just had to twist the cap and all hell would break loose.

And now she had discovered the Valkyries were gone. Dissolved and morphed with the Rajputs. All that she had strived to create; this beautiful, powerful nation of Amazonian women who conquered kingdoms and built empires… all of it was gone.

The lid had been removed.

The wind howled around her. Long black strands of mane, usually so neatly arranged, whipped and snapped around her face. Black eyes, the depths of which seemed to absorb all light, were now wide and furious. Her feathered wings were buffeted by the raging gale that surrounded her very existence. She could fly but today she would not. Instead her statuesque figure swept rapidly over the landscape as she stormed forwards in search of this… this… monstrosity. This Scythia. It was an abomination in her eyes and she would see it ripped apart before she recognised it a kingdom.

She paused as she reached the boarder, just long enough for disbelieving eyes to sweep over the landscape that offended her so. It seemed fairly deserted. The open spaces felt desolate and unfriendly. Not like the close, clammy, humid brilliance of the Valkyrie jungle. The trees she knew so well, the paths she could walk in her sleep, all of them were gone. And replaced by what? This… glorified field? The very last of her grip on her temper finally gave way. Pandora’s box of emotions came flooding forwards. She could even feel tears of fury and sadness at what she had lost sting at her eyes. The wind screamed in her ears and whipped itself into tiny tornados, which danced over the ground, ripping up grass and rocks that they found in their way. She had been Altus’s guardian; the most powerful Air wielder save the God himself, but she wasn’t even that anymore. What was one more title now? She had lost it all… that one paled into insignificance. She possessed the power of all five levels, something very few could say.

On long limbs she started forwards again, almost blind in her fury but damned sure everyone would know what a mistake this had been.
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Replies:

check my vital signs - By Broken Dreams January 20, 2011 at 05:06:42 PM
Look Into The Void - By Viriarus January 20, 2011 at 05:48:04 PM
touch, peel, stand - By t a b o o January 20, 2011 at 07:43:04 PM
check my vital signs - By Broken Dreams January 21, 2011 at 05:26:06 PM
Look Into The Void - By Viriarus January 22, 2011 at 03:33:21 PM
where liars come to rest - By t a b o o January 22, 2011 at 10:03:49 PM
check my vital signs - By Broken Dreams January 23, 2011 at 08:48:07 PM
Pigs, they wiggle when they walk - By Paparazzi January 24, 2011 at 10:42:15 PM
Look Into The Void - By Viriarus January 25, 2011 at 05:40:56 PM
go and catch a falling star - By FREYA January 25, 2011 at 08:07:38 PM
check my vital signs - By Broken Dreams January 31, 2011 at 08:02:32 PM

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