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Post by silvermoon on Sept 27, 2009 16:47:20 GMT -6
((thx))
Serenity's eyes widened in shock, she really didn't like the fact that she couldn't see that this was going to happen, "Um wow..." she said not used to being surprised.[/size]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2009 16:58:48 GMT -6
Sheikhan's wings folded at her side, the feather's folding a little inwards, the bone structure quite flexible as she could make the tip of the wings just reach her ankles. "Much better, so what you were saying is that souls deteriorate over time?"
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Post by silvermoon on Sept 27, 2009 17:04:03 GMT -6
Serenity shook herself slightly and thought about her answer for a moment, "Well it's depression really, only on the human body people have attempted to treat it, these spirits have to come out of it on their own but they are all loosing the will to live and are slowly decaying, not all spirits go through this but these one's do not wish to make peace with themselves.[/size]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2009 17:30:09 GMT -6
So their is a chance that blasted..." Sheikhan faltered, tilting to the side, and fell to the right, her head smacking into the corner of the base of the statue, and lights flares in front of her eyes, but they were not normal lights. They were dull, like the glowing sand of the desert, "no..." she quietly muttered as the River Styx opened up before her, overshadowing the real world before her eyes.
It was Wide, Swift, and Deep, and if one looked into the water, they could see a soul or two, floating down the stream, to drop off at the destination of the River's choosing, depending on their deeds.
A hand rose out beckoning to Her, calling her, with a soft voice it rang out loudly in her ears. "Cooooommmmeee" it said, over and over, wanting to draw Sheikhan into the depths to drag her soul and age her body.
Back outside of the divine world, in Sheikhan's eyes one could see the River Styx's reflection as if she were viewing it. That is if one could get through as she clutched her head, as the River tried to steal away her soul by aging her body, to no avail.
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Post by silvermoon on Sept 27, 2009 17:45:42 GMT -6
Serenity grabbed Sheikhan's hand and looked into her eyes and saw the river there. She wasn't evil at heart and wasn't ever going to kill someone, and she was always helping souls be them living or already dead. "Sheikhan?" she asked worried, she couldn't see if she would just come out of this or if she would have to try and bring her back some other way.[/size]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2009 17:53:39 GMT -6
Sheikhan's eyes dulled, well to the normal dull, and the River faded from her eyes. "Damned river, You keep trying, you'll never succeed" she said, pounding her fist into the ground, in anger at the river, and to pushed herself to her knees.
A crater was in the ground, her fist having created it from the powerful blow. And the statue to her side, the left wing broke off, and cracks now ran up the side. On the base, where her head had hit it, it was broken off. Sheikhan, from before, her teasing mood to try and find the little dove's button's and push them, was gone, replaced by a dull anger that seemed to emanate from her, almost as if it were tangible in the air.
(question, how does your character view the River Styx, or will I find out, or do you not want to tell?)
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Post by silvermoon on Sept 27, 2009 18:00:42 GMT -6
((Um... I'm working on that... answer: I have no idea))
Serenity jumped aside as she saw the wing cracking and falling to the ground exactly where she was standing and jumped aside just in time, "Um... ok aside from the how did you destroy the statue question, what was the river in your eyes?" she asked a feeling slightly better that she had seen something that had happened.[/size]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2009 18:04:07 GMT -6
Hm?" Sheikhan asked, her anger starting to fade, along with her headache from the River. "You ever hear of the River Styx? The traverse between the wold of the living, and the Dead? It... hates me" she said simply, the celestial river, though, didn't hate her, it was a neutral party, it was those who sailed the River Styx, those in charge of transporting souls, were the ones after her soul, to finally rest it from the world of living, to bring her into a place of hell, or a place of heaven.
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Post by silvermoon on Sept 27, 2009 18:08:24 GMT -6
Serenity's eyes popped open, she had heard a great many things about the river. She had met a few spirits from that time era and they loved telling stories about that river. "Why does it hate you?" she asked still not getting it. She really hated not getting it but was happy to help Sheikhan out for now.[/size]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2009 18:16:42 GMT -6
Because it can't kill me" she said, pushing up on the base of the statue to stand up. Too early, still a little dizzy, she thought, sitting down on the base rather than staying up, that river always made her feel so damn tired, and dizzy.
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