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 Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 8:34 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 8:47 pm
Rearranging a stray of wispy hair nervously, she stared at the reflection of the moon rippling on the water. It was a beautiful night, brightly lit up with a flurry of stars, and the bright full moon. The snow was falling as if in a gentle embrace. However, the gentleness only served to remind her that the winter season would soon be over.
Her surroundings only gave a more ghostly glow to her already pale form obvious within the darkness. Quite aware of the fact of how she looked, A ghost.. Onatah thought with an amused chuckle. Dante had said that, hadnt he? Perhaps it was because of her snow-white appearance?
A few sounds within the forest at the edge of the lake drew her away into more dangerous thoughts, however. "Well.." She looked around with worried eyes. She had heard rumors that as equally as the soquili land and its inhabitants were nice, there was an equal amount of those that were .. unpleasant to be around.
But those thoughts didn't linger for long, as the gentle splash of the waves meeting with its bank calmed her down. Closing her eyes for a brief moment, she enjoyed the breeze ruffling her mane into disarray, if it hadn't been already.
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