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Post by Lady Lyanne Danell on Jul 2, 2009 1:04:51 GMT -5
  If the divine master plan is perfection
Maybe next Ill give judas a try
Trusting my soul to the ice cream assassin
Here, here, here
Lyanne;;
She walked along the icy road alone and unknown to her she was being watched. It would have never surprised her to be watched. Not back then before the war when she had started associating with the upper class. At times she had wondered if things would have been different if she had not been with him, if she hadn't been his weak link in the situation and yet she was and it was now way too late to change anything ever again.
Their world had changed, for better or worse and now she was caught up in the whirlwind of the end of a loosing battle. Would she have to go into hiding like the rest or would she be held hostage for her father. Aslan only knew that no boats where allowed out of Narnia unless the witch herself approved of it so she was, now and for further notice stuck in this desolate land that was slowly turning to ice.
Her cloak was thin and a red color, it was a color of royalty but also a color that made her stand out in a world of white. She knew she was exposed, much to exposed but she was powerless to change it. If she was to die because of this loosing battle so be it... He was gone. Aslan knows she had heard no word from her father, nor anyone that mattered to her. All she had was a small dagger fastened to her hip for any sort of protection, but she was aware that even though she lacked in training she hoped she could make up in wit and speed.
For mere second she found herself cursing the men that surrounded her. The men that sheltered her and shielded her from this land and now, so help her had left her alone to fend for herself. A small growl made her stop in her tracks for a moment. She listened intently as she wind began to pick up. She wasn't sure if the growl had come from some animal or merely from her empty stomach.
Her hand went to her stomach for a second before she turned to move faster. She was an easy target, of this she was aware but if this was the day she was to go down, by god she would go down fighting and take whoever killed her with her...
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