Wandering Thoughts

Serenitiel stood on the edge of the precipice looking over the Hands work at digging up the two spheres that would bring the Destroyer back into the world. Her hair, long reddish brown with more waves than curls, was tied back loosely behind her and it crackled with the static from the constant lightening strikes in the air. Her eyes were a thoughtful sapphire color, bright and intelligent. She was the only daughter of Hedge, the necromancer who was in charge of this … project. But she was also so much more, at least on her mother’s side.( Read more... )