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AstoriaFallen
AstoriaFallen
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 Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2020 9:40 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2020 9:41 pm
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As tough as her and her siblings were, she didn't like the feel of the armor upon her flank at all hours of the day and night so when she was able she shed the protective armor and put it somewhere safe. The extra weight now gone from her body made her feel as though she was lighter than air. Twisting her head back and forth she gave a sharp movement and a notable pop was heard and she let out a small sigh of relief as the feeling of loosening joints spread through her neck and shoulders.
Wings folded tight against her body she took a moment to enjoy the sights of the lands around her. It was the prime of Autumn, the scent of cooler months to come hanging in the air. Her favorite part of the season was watching the way the leaves fade from green to vibrant shades of red, orange and yellow. It was the peak of the changing of the leaves and the world was full of warm hues. In her opinion, aside from winter this was one of the loveliest seasons. While each one had its own beauty she was a favorite of Autumn and Winter.
Taking in a deep breath scents of rotting leaves, rich soil and crisp air enveloped her and she closed her eyes and let a frail smile spread across her lips. It felt weird, her muscles twitching upwards in such a foreign manner, but still she did it. Though it faded soon enough and she opened her eyes and scanned the horizon. While these lands were beautiful, they were nothing compared to her homelands.
Her and her siblings had been part of lands that were far richer, far pureer and far more established-but that was something of the past now. A burning hatred flashed across her gaze for a brief moment but it was gone as quickly as it had arrived. The past was behind her, though it still wasn't something that she could ever forget. While she may have forgiven her sister, there was still a bitter taste in her mouth at the memory of her homelands.
Proud, royal and respected they had been guardians among their lineage. It had been an honor for them to hold the titles they did and now.... Now what was she?
Fallen from grace she was an Angel without purpose. The fact she had no purpose was her biggest irritation. Scowling she turned her head sharply and walked off through the woods, she had to clear her mind of all this. Despite the beauty that surrounded her, she was unable to focus on it and her thoughts continued to race. This was not how things were supposed to be for her and her kin. While she may have forgiven, she had not forgotten and that sting wasn't something that was going to go away anytime soon it seemed.
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AstoriaFallen
AstoriaFallen
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