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 Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2010 2:28 pm
The blue goddesses slender form was aching, she'd spent far too much time walking around lately, far too much time flying and exploring. She was eager and enthusiastic to explore the world around her with this new found happiness. She was eager to view the world through the eyes of someone that had found love and perfection and beauty within another creature.
Nyesha had fallen for Bahari, well and truly, and was enjoying the strange but warming feelings of the first true love she had felt this lifetime. It gave her a new energy, she was vivacious and unafraid, but no amount of energy could jolt an exhausted body into action. Nyesha was also rather hungry, but cast those thoughts aside as she enjoyed lying in the shade under a tree, thoughts on the wonderful rainbow-sheened god she could now call her own.
Her eyes were closed for a second, but they snapped open again. Her body may be at rest, but her mind wasn't and she stared aimlessly at the sky for a few moments, hoping that her mind would tire and she could drift off to sleep.
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Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2010 2:45 pm
His stomach clung to his back bone and each rib protruded through sickly brown skin covered only by the meerest shimmer of fur which a body so sickened by starvation could survive.
His head, though still large lolled and drooped and coal like eyes, dead of any glimmer of life turned upon the pale blue goddess and for a moment a bone ratteling breath was pulled between lips tied shut with a string too powerful to truely allow him to take in a full breath so that the intake sounded like nothing but a squeeling wind which rattled around in a chest as empty as it looked. "You are not starving." His voice came on a breeze, not from the truely dead looking body, the head lolling on a neck seemingly too thin to hold the thick boned head of the lion god. "No, you are a god, you are not starving." The voice again eerily dettached from the bone thin body as it let that death rattle of a breath escape it, long after it truely should have.
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