

Xias' storySurrounded by a smothering darkness, a terrible nothingness, she flailed around desperate for escape. All she knew were those eyes. Eyes filled with malicious pleasure and hate, and then nothing but lances of pain. She grew more panicked, flinging herself against those terrible walls like a butterfly battering itself to pieces to gain freedom.Xias' story
Finally she broke through, fighting her way to consciousness and breathed deeply. She found herself lying face down on a strange bed and put a hand to her chest. It rose and fell naturally but there terrible emptiness and a distant echo
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We all live our fantasy, and only endure our reality.
*Foxeia, the Volatile Furie of Rogues of Axiom.
Caoineadh - Banshee Heartless in ~From-Out-Of-Darkness
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