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 August 8, 2017 at 04:23:54 AM by LUCAYA
Uses Absinthe As A Lip Gloss Her orbs flickered in the dark, as she thought of the power she'd have over those she craved to torture. Stormy Horizions. The bitch who took her home from her. Maybe even that little brat in Malignant who kept tabs on her through her little watch dogs, or, birds. She wanted to tear the beings who crossed her, did her wrong, tear them limb from limb and watch as they struggled and begged for pity, as blood spilled onto the ground of their bodies. Maybe she could find what was dear to them and take it from them, right before their eyes. A lover? A dear friend or relative? Maybe even a child. Her orbs flicked back to Draven as she watched him, her brow raised as she watched his odd movement in the darkness. She couldn't quite make out what he was doing, but his voice slithered out of his mouth and wrapped itself around her brain. "Lucaya come here." Her pupils grew incredibly small even in the darkness and she just lost control. She stepped gracefully forward, obeying his comand. She stood inches from him, awaiting. "Lucaya..." He looked into her pools with his rubies. "You will be mine and do whatever I say..." She nodded, her orbs still wide open. "Anything you wish." She finally blinked after a few moments and her pupils returned to their normal size, realizing she what had happened. Her orbs flicked to Draven as she watched him step out towards the sunlight that was just starting to show as dawn arrived. Her head lowered as she watched him shrink back from the light and look almost sick from it, and rather uncomfortable. He shrunk back to the darkness and laid down, seeming to still be in pain. "Darling come lay by me, my body needs rest. " Her pupils shrunk and she lost control once more. She moved over to him, twineing herself into him if he'd let her. Her pupils widened again and she put her head down, nuzzling into his nape. Her orbs closed.   "There's just no rest for the Queen of the dead." Death Hawk, Fresh New Rock's She'll Use Your Corpse As A Catwalk ||Lucaya|| |
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Replies:
- Wolf in Sheep's Skin - By Draven August 10, 2017 at 04:54:10 PM
THERE'S JUST NO REST FOR THE QUEEN OF THE DEAD - By LUCAYA August 14, 2017 at 04:02:08 AM
Wolf in Sheep's Skin - By Draven August 22, 2017 at 07:27:41 PM
THERE'S JUST NO REST FOR THE QUEEN OF THE DEAD - By LUCAYA August 23, 2017 at 07:46:52 PM
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