Blended somewhere between sunset and sunrise ...
the Blood of the Stone runs deep ...
Dragons, vampires and wolfs have crossed the path ...
both Friends and Foes ...
Beware naught of the unknown ...
only trend carefully, for loyalty is open at this time.
The moon shines on her ...
Beware..her soul has been set free, the fires tempered or is it fueled?..the depth of her eyes never ending, is easy for one to lose themselves within them..fears none. Has watched all events, time stands still now. Her kindred blood sparked ...all bonds broken, auburn hair flowing..eyes flecked gold,green,amber..her arm crested of the serpent, the mark behind her ear of a whirlwind..she breathes life into the still air, the choker severed, the box shattered, the orb stands still in time.
