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Post by Darkness on Feb 6, 2008 10:19:44 GMT -5
The she-wolf's breathing was the only sound upon the winter winds that blew through the land of DarkStar, named for a prophecy. She stood out on Mount Tsodin, looking out over the lands, the blanket of night fallen over the land. As she looked up at the moon, she wondered how long it would stay there. If the Gods had truly left, than Dhi's essence, the moon, would leave, would it not? But the memory of the legends were vague in her mind, being as she had lost her memory, or most of it, when she had been dragged down to hell. Or at least, that was what Vulpes had told her had happened. She shivered, glancing back at the den she'd sat in but moment's before, where a pair of cubs lie. Her returning memory had revealed to her who their father was, but she knew she couldn't tell anyone. Not even Vulpes, despite his hospitality. The fox-wolf wouldn't understand, at least, not the way that she did. She shivered again, watching out over the lands still. The Gods were gone, and judging by what her memory had shown her, it was all because of Pure. She stood, looking down upon DarkStar. She was the prophecy, whether she liked it or not. And with the disappearance of the Gods, she'd begun to realize what was really going to happen. Pure was going to have to take the place of the Gods until they returned, and somehow prevent the Dark Sight from taking over.
Somehow.
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