A moment of everyone's time...

Cashmere -
I am at peace.  I am shrouded in a blissful dream of a life now.  She holds me close in my bed, we are warm together, she is soft here where my head lays.  Millitant and distant she can be but I know she cares, the way she looks at me says a book.  I still don't know much about her past, but this much is true, she is here for me when nobody else could ever.  

It is warm, I am at peace.


Licy -
I am at war.  It's cold where I sit, the night is chill, the day is mild.  I have lost something again...  it is in that house, that house of liars.  Angles, pointed angles that always cut into my flesh tareing, ripping, agonizing away bits of my soul.  Is there anything left to be wrought from my wreched carcass that I call life?  Is this so much better than the abyss from whence I came?  At least there, things were simple, you were never as alone as I am now... something always hunting you, more than ready to pounce and kill.

I am alone... it is cold...

Maxine -
I am dedication.  Gone are my ways of self doubt, self loathing... I am one with my goddess.  Nubis works through me and the doubt and fear that I had over my kingdom is gone.  Everything is so clear now, right, wrong, good, evil, just, unjust.  Through the eyes of my goddess that things have become right, orderly, true, questionless.  There is no fear, there is no outside world, only my current mission to be completed and to be given another task.  

Things are clear.  There is no fear


Cirra -
I am old.  I stare at the trinkets and treasures, proverbial notches on my sword laid out before me.  Riches of kings fallen, knights destroyed, ages and ages of gathering and keeping.  Whispers in my mind cloud anything that was mine originally, and it is not bad.  I am taken care of, I welcome his voice now.  'Your children will number in the millions' and I smile.  I am the guiding hand of Alpha, the embodiment of her callous justice against those who would upset the events of things to come.  

At my peak, I am peerless.


Torem
I am at a loss.  Papers wrinkled surround me as I research diligently to unlock the runes of my scythe, four down and two to go.  Sometimes I question if this is the best my time can be spent instead of looking for a lost daughter who left with angry words.  She was hellbent to leave, like her mother before her, I am left with peace in my study.  Old ponderings have stirred my mind as of late, what of Thorna?  Did she have to die?  Could my boons done for the sisterhood's secret organization bring me a boon in return?

I grow stronger, perhaps.

Zenneh -
I am lost.  This Willow searches through countless forests to seek where her roots comfortably grip the soil as they once did at home.  The Willow thinks the old forest might not exist.  She wonders if Willow dreamed it up from once upon a time.  Willow finds strange birds in the new forests she visits, none seem to recognize Willow or any other trees like Willow.  No ash or birch, no brambles or thornbushes.  Willow has seen her new raven from time to time, but raven keeps slipping to other branches in the forests.  

This Willow will search, just as she always does.