Lonesome Nights
Perhaps it was the storm the jolted the Altalar awake, or maybe it was the lonesome feeling of her dreaded heart that had decided to shake her to her bones. She knew that sleeping wasn't going to be a possibility anymore.
With a sigh she reached and rubbed the exhaustion from her emerald eyes. Removing the silk sheets from over her. She stood, grumbling as she stalked down the stairs to the bottom floor, walking towards the windows that overlooked the ocean.
The ocean was roaring as waves crashed upon the sea wall. The once calm the ocean had become disturbed by the strange storm. Lightening striked within the water, showing her what lay beneath a few feet, rolling thunder following seconds after.
The Talar opened a window, allowing the freezing air to enter her home, as she listened closer. The storm slowly turned into screams that filled her pointed ears. Images of ships and bloodshed echoed and bounced in her mind as she crumbled to the floor, kneeling as she grabbed at her head.
Ships burned in her clouded eyes, the screams of the innocent and the sinners deafened her as she released a cry of her own, screaming into the empty house - an attempt to silence her mind as the images detailed themselves into the faces of friends she had once cared so much for.
At this point the frail, once strong Nelfin had started to hug her knees, crying into her hands. She wasn't paying attention to the sound of thunder anymore as she silence herself, her fingers trailing over her many scars framing her eyes as she weakly pulled herself to the sofa. For once, she called out into the night. Speaking to herself in the empty house;
"Anna.. What have you done to yourself?"
Perhaps it was the storm the jolted the Altalar awake, or maybe it was the lonesome feeling of her dreaded heart that had decided to shake her to her bones. She knew that sleeping wasn't going to be a possibility anymore.
With a sigh she reached and rubbed the exhaustion from her emerald eyes. Removing the silk sheets from over her. She stood, grumbling as she stalked down the stairs to the bottom floor, walking towards the windows that overlooked the ocean.
The ocean was roaring as waves crashed upon the sea wall. The once calm the ocean had become disturbed by the strange storm. Lightening striked within the water, showing her what lay beneath a few feet, rolling thunder following seconds after.
The Talar opened a window, allowing the freezing air to enter her home, as she listened closer. The storm slowly turned into screams that filled her pointed ears. Images of ships and bloodshed echoed and bounced in her mind as she crumbled to the floor, kneeling as she grabbed at her head.
Ships burned in her clouded eyes, the screams of the innocent and the sinners deafened her as she released a cry of her own, screaming into the empty house - an attempt to silence her mind as the images detailed themselves into the faces of friends she had once cared so much for.
At this point the frail, once strong Nelfin had started to hug her knees, crying into her hands. She wasn't paying attention to the sound of thunder anymore as she silence herself, her fingers trailing over her many scars framing her eyes as she weakly pulled herself to the sofa. For once, she called out into the night. Speaking to herself in the empty house;
"Anna.. What have you done to yourself?"
