On The Hunt....Gone In The Night...

Jan 05, 2013 16:10

Who: The Grieving Queen and Her Victims
What:  Kidnappin' ahoy!
When:  January 5, times and places differ depending on person
Notes:  Everyone should have their own heading.  Let me know if I missed someone.


Her sights were set on those whom she had observed. Those who seemed to shine brighter than most of the people that populated this world. It was almost as if those other people were cardboard cutouts of real humans. But that was fine. She would still take all she needed and find what she was looking for eventually. Perhaps this world was the one that would hold exactly what she was looking for. And then she would have back what was taken from her.

Maltese, the falcon who did her hunting, came to the castle and spoke to her as only her falcon could. There were others to take. She walked through the cold hallways, her hooded cloak appearing over her shoulders and hair as she moved to the front doors. The doors, which were frozen shut, melted to just let her out, icing over again immediately after her departure. She had to return with more of them.

Some day soon, it would all be over.
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