Post by Yumekui on Jan 23, 2020 4:58:30 GMT
Contrary to the clan's name, the moon was hardly seen within Lunarisclan territory. One of the few places one could get an astonishing view at the open sky was deep inside caverns, through passageways large and narrow, leading all the way back towards plotted land that homed numerous rare crops. During night hours, it was usually one of the busiest places to be, whether to have an open place to mingle, sit and stare at the endless stars, or even pray.
However, on one auspicious night, only one soul lingered there. With the clan so hastily preparing for the idea of war, the forgotten, quiet soul merely wondered how she could help in preparations. With a stick to the dirt, diagrams formed in a side section of the plotted land-- read as scribbles to the unaware.
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"We're all just souls with skeleton puppets, playing house together." <3
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Post by elizabeth on Jan 23, 2020 5:40:11 GMT
| Insanity, the poison that plagues every one of us. At all costs, I must discover it, I must fix it. Its a lonely path. A far-fetched imbecilic cause, but I know that the old me would have wanted this. That me I will respect at all costs, until the end of time. Until the end of my god-forsaken life. poison fills her veins as the clock hits midnight
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On her way to attend important...business, Elizabeth would often need to avoid many of the familiar faces in Littoria at night. Perhaps one of the few times where she would be confronted by her unassuming aquaintances asking bothersome questions like, "So you are really a warrior now, huh, Miss Winters? What about your legacy? I heard your father was upset with you. Do you really intend to throw yourself away like that?"
For this reason, she had since learned to take certain strides to avoid the area. However, tonight was a different story. Tonight, no man came to Littoria. She knew she had sensed it. The presence of the aberrant soul. A terribly lost, terribly lonesome soul she could presume. Perhaps the solitude itself attracted the spirit she conjectured as she began to investigate. She found the source of the energy. Feminine. Indeed lonely. Somewhat...familiar. Likely not a demon. Likely not a banshee. She wondered what it might be doing as she watched the ghost write from afar. "It's no use hiding," she said characteristically monotone, "I am a witch. I hold power from Mephistopheles ultimately. It would be foolish to challenge us," she maintained a safe distance just in case. In all likelihood, the spirit would not understand her, or may even be her master. Regardless, showing up in Littoria at this time was unusual. "You can call me Midnight of Mephistopheles if you desire. I am curious what you are doing here in Lunarisclan territory. That is all."• notes: Hi.
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