Sestra picked up the note, running her thumb over the seal. Before breaking it, she smelled the paper then opened it. Her violet eyes skimmed the paper. She wiped a tear away.
Looking about she sighs, "I was meant to be alone. This fate of loneliness always to be."
She looked about, holding the note close to her chest, before she sinks down to sit. "Who are you," she whispers softly.
ooc: this can fit in in no determined time line I think. can happen before the Beltane. *g* Oh and just got Phantom of the Opera and watching it over and over. weeeee.
Sestra looked about, her eyes wide with wonder from where the voice had come from. She placed the note aside, slowly rising. She turned about, slowly, head tipped slightly.
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Looking about she sighs, "I was meant to be alone. This fate of loneliness always to be."
She looked about, holding the note close to her chest, before she sinks down to sit. "Who are you," she whispers softly.
ooc: this can fit in in no determined time line I think. can happen before the Beltane. *g* Oh and just got Phantom of the Opera and watching it over and over. weeeee.
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"They call me Sestra."
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