Dreams Made Flesh?
A young woman enters quietly, a little uncertain what to make of this change. The building reminds her a little of SaDiablo Hall, but she can't help but notice the difference. Cautiously, she lifts her head and looks around, sapphire eyes searching the walls and hallways. "Hello?" she calls. "Papa? Yasi? Anyone?" She was on her way to the Keep and now...well. She settles in to wait to see who shows up, feeling the vague familiarity of someone she knows, somewhere in the building.
((typist: retypisted and reset, here is Jaenelle. With the excellent permission of Julia. *bows* Set to between Queen of the Darkness and Heir to the Shadows, somewhere around the time of 'Prince of Ebon Askavi' ish.
Have fun!))
((typist: retypisted and reset, here is Jaenelle. With the excellent permission of Julia. *bows* Set to between Queen of the Darkness and Heir to the Shadows, somewhere around the time of 'Prince of Ebon Askavi' ish.
Have fun!))