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Posted by ill on November 30, 2008, 10:36 pm
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ill THOUGHTS; ill WORDS;
Ill had been as far as Ersatz, no farther. He hadn’t bothered. The battle realm simply was an impossibility for him – look at him for crying out loud – and the scholarly side of things was more of a laugh than an actual idea for the white snake. He hardly bothered with the other lands, although admittedly he had been to see where the lands of the cliffs were. Andarin, interesting enough, but nothing like Ill’s Solira. It was in that land of sea breeze and ocean that Ill enjoyed the life he was currently leading.
But of course, he was surrounded by those who were ocean dwellers by choice – as he was. And he was not inclined to limit himself.
The Mahrkagir moved silently out of the ocean realm, leaving for the first time in a few days the calmness of the sea. Heh, calm. Yea, right. But for the majority of Ill’s life there, it had been. His odd gait made it slow travelling, but he was well enough used to it that Ill didn’t actually mind the time it afforded him to think.
He had decided that Dereal would do. He had not, after all, afforded a visit to the land of the rogues. Not the king of death had much to do with the petty grievances of those who would not fall in line properly. He respected their decision, as any might, but should he have found the rulership of Legend in his hooves, Ill would delight in making those who would not yield learn to obey.
He, perhaps, was more mad then I’d previously expected.
Regardless, Ill was now here. His right eye rocketed around in its strange pattern, but for once Ill had no definitive purpose. He nearly turned to begin searching out any of the rogues when instead a speckle of grey caught his good eye. The white stallion turned towards her, his slithering walk carrying him soon within her realm of purpose. How strange.
ill DEEDS;
4 years
something
white
QUEENofHEARTS
xkhx morphine
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