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witchesreign2011-08-18 11:25 am
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*Action* Fisherman's Horizon -Smoke on the Water-
[It had been only a few days since Shelke had entered this world. She had went to a few classes and tried to talk to others. It seems that none of the students share her apprehension. Of course, they had not been a part of Deepground. Shelke hates the Garden already. The sudden kidnapping, the recruiting and all the unfamiliar faces, it all reminds her of that forsaken place of evil, Deepground. That's the last thing she wants to think about. Back had home she had been moving on,in this place her mind goes in circles.
She needed to escape the Garden. Glad that they had stopped in Fisherman's Horizon, Shelke had nearly ran out into the town. Now, as noon shoppers spill into the town she sits near the water's edge. The quiet suits her, and she is enjoying it. Her stuffy school-issued shoes and socks are stripped and laying carelessly on the ground. She sits on a rock with her feet hanging off into the water.
Shelke is silently contemplating her escape, when a strange sensation sweeps through her. Her slight figure is humming for a second, then it dissipates, leaving Shelke gasping. She stands up quickly. But before the girl can turn to leave, the feeling shakes her again. With a small gasp of surprise, she watches as her small arms fade into wispy clouds of blue gas than back to normal.]
Oh...
She needed to escape the Garden. Glad that they had stopped in Fisherman's Horizon, Shelke had nearly ran out into the town. Now, as noon shoppers spill into the town she sits near the water's edge. The quiet suits her, and she is enjoying it. Her stuffy school-issued shoes and socks are stripped and laying carelessly on the ground. She sits on a rock with her feet hanging off into the water.
Shelke is silently contemplating her escape, when a strange sensation sweeps through her. Her slight figure is humming for a second, then it dissipates, leaving Shelke gasping. She stands up quickly. But before the girl can turn to leave, the feeling shakes her again. With a small gasp of surprise, she watches as her small arms fade into wispy clouds of blue gas than back to normal.]
Oh...