02-20-2025, 04:17 PM
Aching.
What was this feeling? This unknown, foreign feeling. It carved deep within her chest. Drained her of spirit, of mind. A blandness that took the void of life. It was new. It was detestable. It was hatred. It was pain. It was...
Not her.
She had arrived breathless. Awoken feeling drained, not revitalised. And as the moon began to rise form the darkened skies above, the stars peaked against the towering Pines and plush Evergreens.
She was home... but it was not the same.
She was not with them. They were nowhere to be seen.
Abandoned, alone. Forsaken.
The Empress of Ice drew in a breath, it was shaky, sharp that cleared the ache within her lungs. A melancholic twist that burned. Her head uplifted, looking towards the moon. The ache grew deeper, the pain boiled sharper. And in a desperate cry of painful frustration,
Sorina howled for those she had lost.
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