Sairento. -The Swan's Descent
One day they were there, the next minute she attempted to go in and found herself coming back to where she had begun. It had sent her into a string of confusion, wondering if she had lost her ability to wield the zanpakuto or not. She spent several days trying to reach them, trying to figure out the problem that was now upon her shoulders. Each day she found herself slipping into the dark place she had been before.
The young woman hadn't been in contact with near anyone and in so, she began to wonder why that was. Could it have been her fault? Was she so much of a mistake that even now, she lost one thing she felt was immensely part of her life.She tried various rituals, opening herself up and trying to stengthen her spiritual prowess.
She left the town she had called in order to be stronger, to find answers and to find a way to her zanpakuto.
Elizabeth was uncertain as to how much time had passed since she had left to become a stronger shinigami. Within the months that had passed, her hair had grown in length from the cut she had given it and she had dyed it pitch black.She walked in a knee length black dress and a presence of a woman who knew herself. Rituals to the spiritual world were still apart of her routine, singing matching them and training herself mind and body.
It had been no day like any other, walking amongst the spirit side of the living world with her voice boldly singing out. Her hair fluttered around her frame as her piercing brown orbs looked through the shade.