The Cavern of Secrets holds much more than you can imagine. Once a forbidden place, the ban on entrance has been released...yet, is it a good idea to enter?
Once a great battle had been fought in this cavern, against a dark beast that had once - and still might - dwell here. No one knows where he disappeared to, but there are rumours...
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Posted on June 1, 2012 at 05:54:28 AM by Arsinoe
and her past times consistedof the strange the twisted and deranged The Cavern of Secretes was like a second home to me. I loved the way my footfalls echoed throughout the vast abyss, the way ones shadow morphed and shaped into something fearsome, the patterned the bones made as they littered the stone floor. I loved it all. Something about the air that surrounded this place… The malice it was known for, I guess it just captivated me. With each precise step I was brought deeper and deeper inside, enveloped by the blackness. I was comforted by the assortment of bat cries; each individual making their own distinct clamor. It all just added to the symphony of shrieks, water droplets, and whistling of wind through the minerals. Onward through the array of skeletons lying lifeless and empty on the ground, past seemingly endless stalactites and stalagmites, on and on. Every so often I would find myself passing by a pool of stagnant water only to see a pair of two toned orbs. Silver and gold - such a stunning combination. It really was to bad that’s all that was left of that loveliness… I did not care to look at myself beyond that for there wasn’t much to see - well at least not anymore. My marred frame haunted me, a constant reminder of the idiocy that plagued me. I was so young, so naive… so stupid to believe love existed - now I bare the scars of my mistake as I will forever until my death. Once a delicate pristine flower I am reduced to no more that a dead weed, a pinecone shed once its job is complete; a husk. For a moment I pictured a pathetic mewling pup cowering behind a rock and I couldn’t help but be amused. I really couldn’t understand why I wanted one of my own - wait me? A mother? Ha! Now that’s a funny joke… I could barely understand my own self let alone a tiny… I wonder if it would have my eyes? Hmmm I guess that’s why they call me crazy, because there’re a few screws loose up in that scarlet head of mine - oh well. I had been walking for a while when I found myself stumbling upon a brute who had conveniently nestled himself down amongst a catacomb of rock formations. I could smell his sent all around here. I assumed he had been setting up shack in this seemingly endless gap - how nice. I couldn’t decide to make nice or leave the dog as he was, but in the end curiosity won out. I could see it in his eyes he wasn’t like one of those mongrels that called Blossom home - I could see he had potential. ooc - sorry I have a lot of muse so will you bare with me? you can just ignore the length and let me ramble for the sake of rambling <3 and I hate that little game you had called cryin' lightnin' | Fully Mature | Vixen | - Alice |