DAUGHTER OF STORMS.
Only when day collapsed into night did she arrive.
Whorls of blackened stone flecked with gold and starry silver rose far above her as she approaches. Twin ravens whom guarded their kingdom — the safe keepers of their Court. Closed, shut, cut off.. for better or for worse. They had done what they thought was right. Now, they will do so once again. The mountains were a formidable, behemoth beast that separated friend from foe, ally and enemy, family and stranger. Calligo’s shadows deepened under their mighty walls as the darkness grew, caressing the lantern light with playful fingers. Torches flickered against the raven’s faces, their beady eyes and outstretched wings. And her breath.. for a moment, it is stolen away. The guards hush their whispers as she comes to stand at the head of the Gates. She could only imagine how she looked in their eyes — a mistress of hailstorm and hurricanes. And her eyes.. oh her eyes, they promised a wrath akin to a god’s. Her gaze flickers across the stones. To each face that dares meet her own, before a cool smile cracks across her copper lips. A silent snarl that equals the storm raging far inside her. ”Open the Gates.” REGENT OF THE NIGHT COURT
THE RAVEN GATES ARE OPEN!
”Aislinn speech.” |
art by youburymexx
