Who: Mizore & Doumeki
When: Dec. 21st, Midday
Where: Chalkoi
Rating: PG
Warnings: Craziness!
Summary: Doumeki heads to Chalkoi to save Mizore who has, for lack of a better explanation, lost her mind.
It was not, specifically, that Chalkoi was the solution to all of her problems; but it was not that it was the source either. Thylas had requested, demanded, that those who wished to help should step forward and do so. She had done as he wished. The ribbon that she sought out was held by a...
"There is no name for that... thing." She muttered.
It had been a beast of illusions. It used her very memories against her and displayed them to her own torment and anguish. She had not been able to slay it the first time. She roamed Chalkoi afterward for several hours before facing it again. She obtained the ribbon, but did not kill the beast. She departed, made her request, and then followed where her heart told her to go. It told her, instinctively, that she had to return to Chalkoi. The beast yet lived.
"I wonder how far Doumeki is~?" She giggled, waving her hand behind her; causing the very ground below her to ice over. "I'm easy to find, though!"