Tifferzzz
Resident Badass
Ayenee.
The greatest city to come to creation now non-existent.
She sat atop her great black stallion, covered in the warmth of her thick cloak - though with nights such as these, the cloak would do little to conceal the frigid air that always claimed this area. The icy wind howled bitterly through the thick forest like a banshee's cry, echoing in the silent air.
The four hooves came to a standstill. The dirt path that she stopped on had previously been the main traveling road into the massive city, but now it was overgrown with brush and leaves and nearly invisible. Decades upon decades she had been part of this place - or more correctly - it had been part of her.
Ayenee - this city - had a way of interweaving it's talons into the skin. It slithered in the veins, and sat like a fog of stench in the mind. Somehow, though most of the things that had traveled through here hadn't had a soul - Ayenee seemed to. Now whether it was due to the city sucking the very life out of each person that it touched remained to be seen. Regardless if she loved or hated this place, she always ended up here. Decades upon decades had passed and yet - here she was - again.
Remnants of the forgotten city sat bathed in the moonlight. The soft pitches of the roofs, the tall black posts of lanterns, and even the center fountain in the square still sat as former reminders of what used to pass through here. She was fortunate in remembering every encounter and person that had been part of her life - of her existence. Seated in the distance and staring at the ghostly light of the town, she could still see the faint outlines of past memories. She longed to live in those memories, rather in this forgotten realm of lonely hell. She had so many friends, companions, loves, and now the only one that remained was the stallion that had been with her for all of these years.
Nudging him forth, the hooves soon fell onto the cobblestones echoing out a more solitary lonely sound into the air. She had felt the internal pull to this place - to return once more. She'd hoped idiotically that it would have been the same, but now there was just...nothing.
Stopping at the fountain, her eyes scanned over the dark rows of empty alleys, streets, and businesses before settling on the tall spires of the castle in the furthest distance.
The silence was...un-nerving. But regardless, she took a deep breath, exhaled, and thought silently to herself.
I have returned, Ayenee. I am here and now it's time for you to wake from your long slumber.
She had many names while she was here: Timber...Chastine...but one thing was certain. She was back and it was time to revive the deceased soul of the city.
The greatest city to come to creation now non-existent.
She sat atop her great black stallion, covered in the warmth of her thick cloak - though with nights such as these, the cloak would do little to conceal the frigid air that always claimed this area. The icy wind howled bitterly through the thick forest like a banshee's cry, echoing in the silent air.
The four hooves came to a standstill. The dirt path that she stopped on had previously been the main traveling road into the massive city, but now it was overgrown with brush and leaves and nearly invisible. Decades upon decades she had been part of this place - or more correctly - it had been part of her.
Ayenee - this city - had a way of interweaving it's talons into the skin. It slithered in the veins, and sat like a fog of stench in the mind. Somehow, though most of the things that had traveled through here hadn't had a soul - Ayenee seemed to. Now whether it was due to the city sucking the very life out of each person that it touched remained to be seen. Regardless if she loved or hated this place, she always ended up here. Decades upon decades had passed and yet - here she was - again.
Remnants of the forgotten city sat bathed in the moonlight. The soft pitches of the roofs, the tall black posts of lanterns, and even the center fountain in the square still sat as former reminders of what used to pass through here. She was fortunate in remembering every encounter and person that had been part of her life - of her existence. Seated in the distance and staring at the ghostly light of the town, she could still see the faint outlines of past memories. She longed to live in those memories, rather in this forgotten realm of lonely hell. She had so many friends, companions, loves, and now the only one that remained was the stallion that had been with her for all of these years.
Nudging him forth, the hooves soon fell onto the cobblestones echoing out a more solitary lonely sound into the air. She had felt the internal pull to this place - to return once more. She'd hoped idiotically that it would have been the same, but now there was just...nothing.
Stopping at the fountain, her eyes scanned over the dark rows of empty alleys, streets, and businesses before settling on the tall spires of the castle in the furthest distance.
The silence was...un-nerving. But regardless, she took a deep breath, exhaled, and thought silently to herself.
I have returned, Ayenee. I am here and now it's time for you to wake from your long slumber.
She had many names while she was here: Timber...Chastine...but one thing was certain. She was back and it was time to revive the deceased soul of the city.