Post by fox on Sept 10, 2005 21:29:10 GMT -5
Taint had gone into depression, she wasn't eating, and was incredibly weak. It was a life no longer worth living she thought, tears coursing down her ebonite fur as she let herself slowly topple over the steep hill.
"Find love once more Jack . . . do not grieve for me . . ."
The fae lay at the bottom of the hill, eyes closed as though in sleep, she looked like she could be asleep. The sad truth was that her neck was snapped, this could not be noticed unless you were extremely close, but Taint was gone.
"Find love once more Jack . . . do not grieve for me . . ."
The fae lay at the bottom of the hill, eyes closed as though in sleep, she looked like she could be asleep. The sad truth was that her neck was snapped, this could not be noticed unless you were extremely close, but Taint was gone.