#theuniversalfates

[roadtoeden]

Autumn harvest

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Grim didn't understand why they had to be here in the first place, but the spirit watching over her and Ryan insisted that they both come to this small village in the middle of nowhere. They were specifically told to make sure that they 'spend they're last few minutes starving.'

She didn't understand the reasoning why, and she defiantly didn't want to be the reason why an entire village gets eradicated, but she didn't really have much choice in the manner. The spirit keeoing watch over her, Ryan, and three others, would have a hissy fit if they didn't do as they said, and their hissy fits were... scary, to put mildly.

She was sitting on a roof top, none of the starving villagers being able to see her or Ryan, and she was keeping a safe distance away from the spirit of Famine. She couldn't quite pin point why, but she didn't like him... he did something, but she couldn't remember what he had done that made her feel violent aggression towards him. Ryan had a small journal in his hand, and he was writing something in it, but she paid it no mind. It was properly something stupid, she decided.

She looked down and saw a small boy on the grounr, clutching his stomach. She sighed, and let herself fall to the ground, before walking over to him, and planning on putting her hand on his back so that she could put him out of his misery.

[scarred-by-monsters]

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[quiet-fury]

OOC//

Gotta go back to work now 😣

[quiet-fury]

Winter Heart // Closed RP

The snow had just begun to fall, blanketing the bushes and sidewalks in a thin layer of white; soon everything would be white and silent. The only kind of pure silence that can be found is the kind that follows a heavy snowfall. Those times everything was quiet to the point of being almost eerie but he didn’t care, not anymore.

He walked the path through the serene graveyard with his single red rose to put on her grave. Something he had done at Christmas every year since she had been gone.

Her name was Sophia and she had been his wife of only two years when she had been tragically killed in an automobile accident. That had been nearly three years ago now, but his heart still ached for her every day he spent alone.

They had been happy, rich and part of the jet-setter community that spent just as much money on lavish things as they donated to charities. It had been his good deeds that kept him in the spotlight but the moment Sophia died, so had his heart. He had become a recluse, some even rumored he had committed suicide, others said he had moved out of the country but he was still in the same place he had always been. His mansion on top of a private mountain, locked away from the rest of the world.

What had made him agree to an interview with such a little known but highly sought after magazine, he would never know but he was to meet with the reporter later this afternoon. He just hoped it hadn’t been a mistake on his part.

He reached his destination and felt his heart ache as it always did. He then lay the rose on her grave then sat cross legged on the bare ground and talked to her. He laughed and cried and told her everything he had done since the last time he had been there. He concluded the conversation with an ‘I love you’, then kissed his palm and placed it on the headstone.

He dried his eyes with his other hand and turned to make his way back to the waiting limo then home to wait for the reporter.

[quiet-fury]

OOC: I need sleep...

// I gotta get some rest. It’s been a really stressful night. I’ll be back tomorrow afternoon <3

[quiet-fury]

OOC: MSG To my RP partners

//While I’m thinking about it... I’m going to be gone most of the day tomorrow and I’m not sure if I will be able to do replies but I’ll be back by late afternoon/early evening.