AISHA
Aisha waited. And waited. And then there was a feeling. Physical, not emotional. She found that this coldness did not soothe with divine aura, it was simply cool, frigid almost. She breathed in ice, and exhaled an inner warmth that did not reach her nerves. Her furs were suddenly chilled, the fire lit against her tanned skin but did now shower her in warmth.
Fear, but mostly anger. She rose, grabbing the plate of food she'd brought, and stepped away. Fucking hell, the plate against her fingers was like touching frost. And she left the shrine, to seek somewhere safe, somewhere that might bring her peace. As if that was anywhere to be found.
Fin!
Fear, but mostly anger. She rose, grabbing the plate of food she'd brought, and stepped away. Fucking hell, the plate against her fingers was like touching frost. And she left the shrine, to seek somewhere safe, somewhere that might bring her peace. As if that was anywhere to be found.
Fin!
sinks through her teeth
she's not evil
she's not evil
this is chaos manmade
