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glacial_queenAfter a leisurely morning, filled with many happy sighs and yet another decadent bath (followed by an even more decadent breakfast), Karla had reluctantly agreed that it was time to get up and get going. Warren had had class and Karla had obligations of her own to fulfill.
Her friends and family back home had spent a week worrying, waiting to hear from her that all had gone well. Even in Kaeleer, with males experienced in seeing witches through their Virgin Nights, accidents sometimes happened; accidents that left shattered powers, lives, and even minds in their wake.
*Kiss kiss,* Karla sent on an open thread as she practically skipped up the stairs to the Hall, her furry escort from the portal peeling off to carry the news to the kindred pack in the woods. *Darlings, I'm home.*
Everyone was in the great hall to see her. Saetan, Jaenelle, and Lucivar. Morton, Aaron, and the rest of the boyos. Kalush, Morghanne and the coven as well. Even the servants were represented as Beale, Mrs. Beale, and Helene looked on with joy and pride.
There was no need to ask how it went. Broken witches were never the same after their breaking, and Karla was a long cry from the pallid, listless ghosts or the keening, crazed banshees such females often became. She was sane, she was whole, and, most of all, she was safe. It was a blessing from the Darkness that everyone could appreciate. For once, the residents of SaDiabli Hall were able to celebrate, with nothing to taint their happiness with fear or sorrow.
In Glacia, however, plans were being set into motion and scarlet blood stained the snow...
[Establishy! NFI, NFB]
Her friends and family back home had spent a week worrying, waiting to hear from her that all had gone well. Even in Kaeleer, with males experienced in seeing witches through their Virgin Nights, accidents sometimes happened; accidents that left shattered powers, lives, and even minds in their wake.
*Kiss kiss,* Karla sent on an open thread as she practically skipped up the stairs to the Hall, her furry escort from the portal peeling off to carry the news to the kindred pack in the woods. *Darlings, I'm home.*
Everyone was in the great hall to see her. Saetan, Jaenelle, and Lucivar. Morton, Aaron, and the rest of the boyos. Kalush, Morghanne and the coven as well. Even the servants were represented as Beale, Mrs. Beale, and Helene looked on with joy and pride.
There was no need to ask how it went. Broken witches were never the same after their breaking, and Karla was a long cry from the pallid, listless ghosts or the keening, crazed banshees such females often became. She was sane, she was whole, and, most of all, she was safe. It was a blessing from the Darkness that everyone could appreciate. For once, the residents of SaDiabli Hall were able to celebrate, with nothing to taint their happiness with fear or sorrow.
In Glacia, however, plans were being set into motion and scarlet blood stained the snow...
[Establishy! NFI, NFB]
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Date: 2011-01-05 01:43 pm (UTC)