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Post by Aeric Ecrai on Jul 24, 2007 21:58:25 GMT -5
The remaining five monarchs gathered in the circle of the eight islands that met, a smaller island which housed a table that they each stood around. Their capes hung inanimately at their sides, for there was no wind that day. The first to talk was a slender figure, the cloak reaching all the way to the ground. "What of our war now, monarchs?" A feminine voice asked. A stout figure with a large mustache motioned to speak. "Kira, with Umba defeated, we must follow you. For are you not the strongest?" A faint smile touched Kira's pale purple lips. "Yes Macion..yes. I say...we withdraw. For now." Several startled gasps ran through the cricle, but some of the monachs realised this was the best course of action. The tallest of the figures, his hands clasped inside his cloak and behind his back, spoke next. "Kira is right. It may seem cowardly..but they have other problems to deal with now. I feel much darker forces rising.. We can wait till they're weakened, then strike." Kira turned her head to the speaker. "Flawless logic as always, Aquilx. Any objections?" None of the figures spoke a word, for no one questioned Kira. "Good..." The figures turned and headed to their respected islands, each in a different direction from the circle. Then the wind began to blow. A dark wind that howled through the rocks protruding from the sea, a wind that soared around the islands, a wind that would soon bring a storm to the mainland. ((No one post here..))
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Post by Aeric Ecrai on Aug 19, 2007 22:13:49 GMT -5
Kira turned back to the center, thinking she heard something, but nothing was there. Must have been nothing.. She thought to herself as she turned back around. She continued to have the odd feeling that someone was watching her every move, though..and she couldn't shake the image of a cloaked figure of cloud whites and wind greys.. I'm an all powerful monarch! It was nothing!! Besides, these islands are known for odd occurences anyways!
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