Published: Dec 29 2007
Draylth froze in her tracks, sensing the wind around her. Closing her eyes, she let the image materialize. In her mind she saw a young woman with deep purple hair talking to a woman, Sakuntala.
It couldn't be! Irothe never... But she could feel it. Her brother's blood, part of her own blood, flowing in that woman's veins. What was her name again? Ahh, yes. Alikiira.
She opened her eyes and stumbled. How could she be here? She wasn't supposed to come looking... She couldn't find out where Draylth was. It would raise too many questions that were best left unanswered.
Draylth stepped into the shadows.
Subject: Alikiira, by Draylth 
Wed Mar 19, 2008 3:57 am