A white heart - A black soul.

� �� x�x]| I search the lonesome, lonely skies,
       � �� x�x]| And frozen stars that gild the speckled night.
             � �� x�x]| Hearing murmured whispers of wicked lies
                   � �� x�x]| Which feed the burning fire�s delight.

         � �� x�x]| But heaven is never forever.

                  � �� x�x]| Love, wounded bound and broken,
                � �� x�x]| Lies here, a laimed mutt at my feet.
        � �� x�x]| Its last soft whimpers filling ears
� �� x�x]| Long deafened to hope or reprieve.

- head of the fallen clan -

Kiara Laristae Adraste

Species: -Akutenshi-                                                              Present Location: The Treehouse
Translation: "Evil Angel"                                                      Companions: Aielah Estelle SilverWing, Kaedis and Kierne
Name: -Kiara-Laristae-Adraste                                              Impressor of: Areanth (gold dragon),. StarFyre (gold fyrelizard)
Translation: "Dark fire," "willing betrayal," "Dark Heart."                         Ajaz (bronze FL), Derori (black/silver FL)

Placid hues the shade of an endless abyss gazed unerringly upon you from the shadows.
You�re wary glances were met with quiet laughter, until finally a shape seemed to melt
from the embracing darkness, as though she were one of them. Which, by the look of her,
couldn�t have been too far from the truth. Your first inclination might have been �fallen
angel�..for indeed, with pitch pinions rustling gently upon her back in the passing breeze,
she certainly looked the part. An amused lil smirk presently was twisting naturally blood
stain�d tiers, and now and again you would swear those depthless onyx orbs possessed a
flare of silver fyre within their depths. She was a bit more then medium height, her lithe
figure currently residing with the small of her back pressed to a tree behind her. Slender
arms had crossed about her taut waist, and she regarded you with a trademark devil-may -
care attitude. The sole adornment that resided upon her person was a silver band upon
her upper left arm, which bore some sort of inscription you couldn�t quite make out. Her
right hand, as well, held a single solitary ring, though certainly not one of Promise by the
look of it. A quiet scowl fled across porcelain features, and it was then that you took the
cautious note of the blade resting at her left side. A slender brow winged its way upward
toward her hairline as she caught the descent of your gaze, and she seemed very much
amused by your sudden discomfiture. ~If I had wanted you dead, can you truly believe it
possible that your person could have journeyed thus far without harm?~ Her mental voice
was soft and elemental, like water rippling over stones, and yet strong and as compelling
as a crash of thunder. With a last wink of amusement, she leaned back into the shadows
and was just--gone. You could only stand there in silent wonder, gaze upon the darkness.

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Stricken by Delusions
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