LucilleVinichi
Where could he have gone to? how could I have lost him? My damn little brother has run off once more, oh mother would be so angry! At least it gives me the chance to hone my tracking abilities. As if I need it anyway, I'm already top of my class.
She stood near the water's edge. It flowed so peaceful, unlike the ramblings of her mind. Drip, drop. Tears from her eyes. "Why are you crying" asked the little girl be her side. "Because," my dearest said, "I'm am going to die with this dreadful feeling in my heart." And with a wistful look, she grabbed her rock and jumped into the water.
She felt the power in her hands. The blue cold orb swirled it's flames as she manifested her deepest thoughts into it. Who knew she could wield such power? Well, the prophets that summoned her did. She focused on her hands, on the hate in her heart and manifested this beautiful orb. How could such a pretty thing come from such a dark place?
She was set. Her mind made up. No looking back. She knew what she had to do and was intent on it. Her love was in danger and it was up to her to save him. Screw the town. Fuck them and their hatred, they could all burn for what she cared. Quickly she flew to set him free as the fire burned through the rope and dropped the bus of civilians into the ocean.