Re: Heroes of the Fall
Shirvan waited. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six.
The door open, and Dasque stood before him. She was shorter than him, a full head shorter to be precise, by she was similar to his features. The same hair, the same edge to the cheekbones. Some thought the same self-assuredness, but Dasque was willing to hide it under layers, to put it aside for her relationship with her siblings, something that had helped those relationships immensely.
"Shirvan, a pleasant surprise. I was hoping to sit next to you at the banquet." She was dressed only in one layer, a short nightgown that covered her well. I think I had just figured what to wear for the occassion. I think I'll wear the dress that the First Spirit made for me... with an added improvement."
Will have limited to no internet the rest of the week.
Last edited by daelrog : 02-10-2012 at 02:19 AM.