Alana Stormcloud
Jan 20th, 2002, 07:31:41 PM
Always close to my heart....
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Alana's fingers brushed against the beautiful statues the lined the halls of the Coven. She had loved this place and was always drawn back to it. She missed her master and the friendship they had shared. Alana closed her eyes remembering the sweet sound of the voices she had come to love, remembering the gentle quiet that eased her mind when troubled.
As she walked she began to hum the bittersweet tune that she had heard Soth often sing. It was a song that always brought back the memory of her first kill with her master.
She wished she could express why she had left this beloved place. She had not done it to hurt her master. She had just not felt she belonged here. Alana had wanted to make her home among all the splendor the coven had to offer but circumstances had not made it so. Alana's heart would always reside here in the coven, with her master and she would always come to his aid if needed. Alana continued to walk her heart aching with the memories. Humming the tune so sadly that even the statues appeared to weep....
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Alana's fingers brushed against the beautiful statues the lined the halls of the Coven. She had loved this place and was always drawn back to it. She missed her master and the friendship they had shared. Alana closed her eyes remembering the sweet sound of the voices she had come to love, remembering the gentle quiet that eased her mind when troubled.
As she walked she began to hum the bittersweet tune that she had heard Soth often sing. It was a song that always brought back the memory of her first kill with her master.
She wished she could express why she had left this beloved place. She had not done it to hurt her master. She had just not felt she belonged here. Alana had wanted to make her home among all the splendor the coven had to offer but circumstances had not made it so. Alana's heart would always reside here in the coven, with her master and she would always come to his aid if needed. Alana continued to walk her heart aching with the memories. Humming the tune so sadly that even the statues appeared to weep....