Topic: Where the sun rises, the fires fall

Rummy McFerran

Date: 2008-08-14 07:42 EST
You could only run away for so long, that's what her mother told her right' It'd been forever since she'd seen her mother or her family for that thought.

No family and no where to go it didn't surprise the Fae that she was back in the border of Rhy'din lands. Perched in a tree with her legs sprawled out before her she smoothed her fingers through her hair and cast her wild eyes about the forest landscape.

She didn't know what or who she was looking for. Knowing she once held the bond with the many wild and "fairytale creatures" of the forest she didn't know the reason for her search or why she came back.

For now she'd keep her return a secret. It was better that way. A quiet smile touched her lips. The mystery of her return unraveling as the sun slowly rose in the sky

Rummy McFerran

Date: 2008-08-14 13:29 EST
The sun had rose to greet the sky that had drifted and colored in unusual shades of blue and gold since it struck afternoon. Rummy stretched out her cramped limbs, altering her position on the tree to perch more in gargoyle fashion then her usual lounging style.

Fingers rubbed at her jaw as she looked down at the forest floor beneath her. A furrow of her brow. How long had it been" She knee the Unseelie court had taken away some of her memories....or tampered with them to the point she could no longer recall what was truth and what was fable. All because of the Drow.

A grimace as she sighed, shaking her head. There was no reason to dwell on it. Still there was the question....or the questions. So many of them. Had she been pregnant' Did she have a child or did she lose the child" She couldn't even remember anymore.

The smooth, willowy contours of her figure told no stories and gave no direction to the truth. Closing her eyes she arched her wings high in the air to give them a good stretch. Only in these private hours did the glamour drift away and she could feel like herself. Be herself.

Images flashed behind the thin membrane of her closed eyes. A Minotaur, Pirates, a friend cloaked in shadows. Some of it just didn't make sense.

She had been following these images till they led her here. What the results would be was anyone's guess.

Rummy McFerran

Date: 2008-08-20 17:25 EST
Restless. She needed to get away from the place and it was an itch that couldn't be scratched. Even visiting the Inn had not helped. The drink had helped....the endless prattling of the frails that did not help.

Her head felt aflame with the onslaught of a migraine. Fingers rubbed at her temples even as she wandered, dragging the hat from her hair as she scowled. Meaningless wandering. It only made sense once she heard the lapping waves of the ocean against the dock that she knew where she had come.

Sighing quietly, tri-colored eyes glistened like absinthe in the dim light. Moist with tears she would not allow to fall. She did not cry and she would not allow herself to become weak.

She wished for the Darkness to give her some sweet escape, a recovery in the silence that was his way. She missed him as she did so many others that she called her own....even though she did not own them and could never lay claim to them. Even her Irish Fighter had long since gone away.

Who could blame him' Who could blame any of them. Bit by bit the memories were returning. She was a creature of wanderlust....however she was always called 'home' like this place was a flood light and she but a moth to the flame.

Her wanderlust had led her somewhere certainly....it had led her astray on a road of loneliness