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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Posted on January 2, 2016 at 04:02:21 AM by LUCAYA
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All The Living Will Fill These Coffins The Queen was not in a good mood, then again when was she ever? She had no soul, no heart to give. She was dead inside, numb to everything except anger. She never was able to feel since the death - toll. Collum was surely gone. All that had remained normal was changed. Mother and Father - though she was dependent on no one, were gone. They slipped away from the cracks of Spring Grounds. If they'd return however they'd be carcasses on the gates - strung as banners for all to see. Mother had wronged the royal family. She had killed Signless and after so she had fled the sight. The monster Mother was was only half of the Queens blood. Father had done nearly no wrong. Nearly. He too left the pack to perish with Signless. They were in need of a leader so the heiress did all she could. She rose to the throne without a coronation. Pierce and his new love were all to turn up. Then a new woman who spoke in rhymes. Then the bitch from hell came. Spring Grounds was open for refugees from Andere to come to. Yet Stormy Horizon seemed to believe that she needed to prove her right to the throne. That bitch would not take the crown. She'd lose her head after the Queen ripped out her vile snake like tongue. This new beast began to grow unhappy with the Queens questions. He rose to her face, growling with a smile on his face. "Do you not see me? You would know if you or anyone knew me!" How odd he was. A brindle like pattern marked his fur yet that didn't faze her. Neither did his outburst. The Queen just gave a soft laugh in his face, shaking her head. "Forgive me. My parents weren't close with me so I only assumed. Not many wolves around here are willing to share." She spoke, her voice was not loud yet not soft. She spoke calmly, a smile twisting up from her chops. She refused just yet to give up her identity as a royal - if that would even make him act differently. "Who exactly are you?"   And At The End Of The World I'll Remember To Bring You Flowers ||Lucaya|| |
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- GOOD THINGS DIE ALL THE TIME - By LUCIFER January 4, 2016 at 06:32:00 PM
AND I WILL WALK THE EARTH SEARCHING FOR CANDLELIGHT - By LUCAYA January 5, 2016 at 11:11:18 PM
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