Player Name: Andrew John Montano Character: Angel Incubus Class: Creator Level: Demiurge
I set down the bottle, and tried not to break it as I pulled out the last piece of parchment paper and my trusty, black onyx pen. The ball point had been worn away, and often skipped a beat. I felt my heart flutter as well when she crawled across my mind and onto the paper. Alecto the fury or Calliope the muse; I could not be sure. When the ink finally ran dry I tried desperately not to curse, and as my restraint wained my eyes began to strain and tear as she walked in front of me. She looked like strands of gold blowing across the solar wind, exuding a magnificent radiance that seemed to emit sound as well as smell. I did not know what I had done, but I was sure of only one thing: The farther I was from her the more I wanted to be close to her. The AngelIncubus
