sayyiduna

(this is a peaceful rp for the moods, ok?) Midnight in Sey'Kube. The garrisons. To break things which cannot be fixed. A child of no more than three wailed upon a grave. Too young to understand, too young to truly feel. So the elders would have said; too young to remember, too young to truly...

Swallow; A small migratory bird that stays year round in arid climates. It's low flight is a harbringer of bad weather. The day prior As Nineban's shadow loomed over the deep gorge, It's bulk obscured by its rosy walls. It's presence imposing on the lone rider beneath. Muffled were the beats...

It was always hot in Amol-Kalit, but today seemed a little colder. The sun was hidden by graying clouds, yet it shone through like a golden disc. The banners of many would fly after the commanders in this long line. The golden arrows and stars on red. The white swallows on black. The White...