Become one with Russia%01 da? <sup>Raelynn</sup>

Misty Mountain is opposite of Rainbow Cliff. Mists hover year-round at this high altitude, mistaken by some to be thin clouds. Thin layers of snow cover the mountain, making some areas slippery and hazardous.

Some think it romantic, a place to bring their mates, while others come to play and romp. However, all must agree that there is some level of mystery and spookiness hovering about with the mists...

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Become one with Russia, da? ^Raelynn
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Posted on January 2, 2013 at 10:23:37 PM by Ivan Braginski

Snow came down heavily, covering the whole mountainside in a deep white coat. Everything blended into the blizzard, all shades of white and grey. The storm had Caused most to flee to shelter or other parts of the forest, but a few hearty (and for the most part, lost) wolves were still out amongst the thick sheets of falling snow. They formed darkened smudges against the pristine white-ness of it all.

Except one, who, to the untrained eye, was just a pair of mysteriously floating blue- violet eyes. Which hadn't even been open for most of the time the brute had just been standing there, enjoying the feeling of actually being cold. Well not cold exactly, the blizzard felt more like a chill breeze to his Russian hide. It was late autumn in his mind, maybe just after a first wintertime snow. Leaving everything encased in ice, even his precious sunflowers...

Ivan's eyes snapped open at the thought, the sight of snow barely calming him now.It vas only the ice. Only the cold, da? He whispered to himself, accent thick and his tone almost convincing. His breath quickened, as pictures appeared on the snow before his eyes.

The frozen sunflowers, still bright yellow and healthy. He smiled slightly at this, they were OK. Everything was going to be fine. His breath then caught in his throat as the images changed. The ice started melting, but turning a deep rich red and thickening as it started to drip onto the petals and leaves blow leaving gruesome, bloody stains all over the plants. The flowers soon began to wilt, growing weak and bending over, turning redder all the while. They continued to crumple until they were mangled balls of bloody death, and they started to melt into a huge pool of blood. Suddenly white flashes of fur began to claw desperately above the surface, but to now avail. Soon bloody white firms floated sickeningly slowly to the surface. His family, looking just as they had when he'd killed them all.

A low growl escaped the back of his throat as he tore himself away. He squeezed his eyes shut and resisted the urge to scream. No, nothing was fine. He definitely wasn't OK.

He heaved a sigh, and opened his eyes slowly. They shone with evil, raw power and the glaze of insanity.

Sure he wasn't fine.

But he had Power�

Replies:

Russian? I'm afraid I don't understand. - By Raelynn January 3, 2013 at 09:08:27 PM
Become with Russia, da? - By Ivan Braginski January 3, 2013 at 10:24:07 PM
Russian? What's that? - By Raelynn January 4, 2013 at 06:51:51 AM
Become one with Russia, da? - By Ivan Braginski January 4, 2013 at 09:47:27 PM
Russian? I'm not familiar... - By Raelynn January 6, 2013 at 05:12:16 AM
Become one with Russia, da? - By Ivan Braginski January 6, 2013 at 05:37:02 AM
Russian? I'm not familiar... - By Raelynn January 6, 2013 at 05:52:02 AM
Become one with Russia, da? - By Ivan Braginski January 6, 2013 at 06:16:57 AM

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