Life Is But A Dream...
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Post by fleabittengray on Dec 27, 2021 9:34:24 GMT -7
First comes the blessing of all that you've dreamed But then comes the curses of diamonds and rings
Things were looking up for Utopia. The Neutral Kingdom Guardians already had two angels sign up for positions, as well as two Daevas coming to her and Nehemiah about being helpers in the mortal world. Rasa finally felt like a weight was being lifted from her shoulders. A heavy burned had been upon her for so many years that sometimes she felt like she was suffocating despite the lack of a need to breathe. Smiling a little, a faint upward tilt of her lips, the bay angelic being wandered into Asphodel. More specifically, she was wandering the realm of Judgment. She had felt a new soul enter the realm though they had not yet called out to Utopia. She wondered if perhaps they were trying to summon the Underworld instead but even that thought wasn't enough to get rid of her smile. She and Xerxes were not friends, nor was she friendly with the newest Lady of the Underworld, in fact they were probably considered enemies over anything else but the Underworld had been quiet as of late... Not bothering Utopia. At least, not that she had heard. There were no steals, no bickering, nothing to worry about. Of course, that did not mean that she could let her guard down. She would not put it past the demons to attack when she least expected it. She was always waiting for the next trauma to happen... Always expecting the worst but hoping for the best.
As she walked through the misted realm of Judgment, she became more and more aware of the soul that lingered here. She did not reach out to them yet, waiting patiently to see if they would reach out for her first. "Hello? Anybody here?? I would like to speak to the God in charge." Her smile grew and she whinnied politely to let the stranger know that she had heard him and that she was on her way. She walked forward, pushing herself elegantly into a lope, her wings tucked neatly against her ribcage as the mist swirled around her moving body. Soon, the lone figure of the soul emerged and she slowed herself, eventually halting nearby and tipping her head respectfully. "Hello. I am Rasa, Lady of Utopia. What is your name, my friend?" She could have just as easily plucked his name from his thoughts, seen every memory he held - even those that he did not remember himself - but Rasa would much rather he be open and honest with her on his own.
[Tagged: Color ] [Words: xxx] [Notes: Sorry for the wait!] [Timeline: 18 years 11 months, autumn, before Orel's Coronation]
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Post by fleabittengray on May 15, 2022 18:25:29 GMT -7
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Newborn
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Post by Color on May 16, 2022 20:13:05 GMT -7
keep! been distracted lately
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