Rekindle [ Open ]
[⚡] Darkness that had threatened to swallow her, was replaced by a more soothing form. Light. The gentle yet firm hand of someone or something driving back forces that threatened to erase her very existence. Each time she was about to be devoured yet would be able to fend off the hollow void, by a power that did not solely belong to her...
Written out of history, yet imparted into this dimension with the omnipotent knowledge of such a thing occurring to her. This is how it went, the price for becoming the "champion of Etro". To gaze down upon humanity, to walk between worlds that were not her own..all at the steep price of her own life...and the life of her dearest sister. Dea--
The pinkette would sit up, alone, hand pressed to her forehead. Another dream. The thought passed through her mind before her fingers trailed down her face, resting again with her other hand atop her lap. The cold wind of vacancy whistled across the alteresque area, the long abandoned Valhalla, quiet, yet this time...it was not quiet...
Blue eyes took the surroundings into focus, buildings...people... Her brows furrowed in confusion, her rigid movements might have seemed like she was mad...but to her, it was a near impossibility that she walked the earth once more. [⚡]












