During the day, sentries guard the sleeping. When the sky is dark and the moon dances with the stars, this is when the real fun begins. Munashii Gekko's forest is the only haunt where you can find your local misfits all in one place. A land of the forbidden and forgotten, a place that is riddled with dangers of a whole different kind. The wolves here have long misplaced their rightful minds, and now live like creatures damned to prowl and lurk through the night. It's easy to lose yourself here, sanity was sure to fade away and wither; there was never anything normal about this nefarious nest. The silent threats that whispered in the breeze were enough to deter even the largest of demons around. It was not strength nor wit that ensured your survival here with Eric, and challengers would be torn down with a morose lethality - there was nothing left in his cold blue eyes that promised mercy to anyone who dared to overstep their worth. So, would you give up the sun for the moon and stars? Do you have enough vigor to become a well regarded sentry? - Put on a game face to step up and pass the sepia king's test or turn and leave before he catches your scent. You never know who wants to snack on your delicious blood in this forest.

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The silence is overwhelming her, overtaking her soul and causing her body to rapidly shake. Something is terribly wrong with her. All the sense that she may carry, they are jumbled, mixed and destroyed. She smells nothing, hears nothing, eyes closed she feels nothing. It is the numbness that takes her. She is numb to it all. She is still, so very still as the fog of death seems to wash over her. There are no wounds upon her frame, no signs of injury or cause of this all consuming darkness. This is within her, an internal wound deep down into the depths it bleeds. Heartbreak, it is enough to kill one. It doesn’t help for her to know that she is the cause of this ache. It was not him in this but it was her, and she aches, very much so.

A breeze rushes through her along with the delicate scent of him . This time though, Genisys does not move for she knows it is not real. She will die here, aching as she does while he moves on, rejoined with his family. Perhaps this was for the better for Genisys only held him back. Movement enters her auds and still she does not move. Perhaps it is Serris, returning to finish her off for being so weak. This feeling disgusted her, for weakness was not in her blood. Then it comes, his baritones fly into her ears with her name. Genisys. She can hear him, feel him and yet her body will not allow her to move. An ear flicks towards where he stands and she breathes deeper, gaining life with each breath until finally, she lifts her head to turn and face him, those jades empty for so long.

They appear dull, not like the polished jewels from before. For the longest of moments, she merely stares at him before blinking numerous times. He is real. Somehow this isn’t registering with her. Genisys inhales, “Aindreas.” A whisper of ache slips from her lips and her gaze softens, her muzzle leaning but unable to reach. Why she does not stand, this is unknown. The girl is dead in this moment, searching for life and hoping to gain it with him. “I am sorry.” Her words are faint, falling from her lips in a hushed manner as her eyes close. She keeps reaching, her muzzle moving but still, she cannot feel him.

So this is what it was like to break.

| .genisys. | part of; nowhere |age of; 4 years | tamed by; none | puppet of; SuniiDii



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