[Private RP Between Kivras and Dooma, please do not post without our permission/invitation]
Oh, my eyes are seein’ red
Double vision from the blood we’ve shed
The only way I’m leavin’ is dead
That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
Oh, my eyes are seein’ red
Double vision from the blood we’ve shed
The only way I’m leavin’ is dead
That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
The catacombs had proven to be uneventful, and Starshine, with her state of mind, found no reason to linger beyond what she felt was too long of a stay. The dead were silent tonight.
With her mask firmly on her face, she wandered out of the building and into the graveyard itself. Here, the dead spoke frequently, loudly, and it was soothing. Every so often she felt a flicker of....something in her mind. Like a flame that had only just started, only to be quickly snuffed out. Such a feeling was frequent, and somewhere inside, she tried so hard to fan the flame, keep it constant, make it bigger.
Alas, as she watch the early-bird that took morning walks around the area pass by as she sat near an elaborate grave statue, she once again went back to feeling empty. Looking empty.
Still...it was nice to watch others.
Dooma
