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...
IP: 50.169.134.53
Posted on January 26, 2014 at 07:58:55 PM by Cliche
Cliche Setting fire to our insides for fun __________________________________________ OOC: Hey, sorry for the wait on this! I don't know if you saw on the OOC board, but I had posted a message or two about my absence. I was thrown off of a horse and got a nasty concussion. I'm still not really allowed online but I'm breaking the rules for a bit(; Sorry if this is short and sucky btw lol ~~~~~ Cliche's anger and disbelief soon dissipated as the naivety of her new companion came to her attention. How could someone so small and... insecure do much damage to her? She smirked and rolled her eyes as soft lyrics fell from the girl's mouth. What did it look like she was doing for Fenris' sake? Getting a drink, which is presumably the same you're doing. Am I right? Her words rolled off her tongue effortlessly with just enough sass to make it sound humorous yet serious just the same. Just how exactly did you find this place? It isn't exactly - on the map so to speak. Did you follow me girl? She continued, her amber eyes forming speculative slits as her gaze remained locked on the mud-colored vixen. Speaking of, what original and pleasant colorization. Slightly strange as she had never seen another like it before, but not strange a weird sense of unattractive. Cliche took a few moments to think about this - it really got her attention - as she waited for a reply. Maybe, just maybe, if she played her cards right, this girl could be her friend. Morgin kharress@gmail.com __________________________________________ And if you're in love, then you are the lucky one, 'Cause most of us are bitter over someone. Setting fire to our insides for fun, To distract our hearts from ever missing them. But I'm forever missing him. And you caused it. / Fae / Teen / |
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