Post by keiakita on Apr 28, 2012 19:15:56 GMT -5
Willow confidently walked around the city, her broken glass doll in her arms. The cloak that covered her body and the strange markings that was on her arms. The hood down revealed her jet black hair and circular marking on her face. She observed the town with an emotionless glare on her face. Stuffed in the pocket of her pants was a shard of glass missing from the doll’s face, which she used as a weapon. Often she lost her way when she would visit her father at work, but she wasn’t scared. The young girl had trouble showing her feelings to everyone, but her father.
The stench of bubbling potions filled the air as she approached an alchemist workshop, one much like her father’s. Removing one hand from the doll, she reached for the door knob and with a loud creak the door opened. Looking around she saw Travis. “Daddy” She quietly in a low voice said. The taste of the air here was extremely foul. She was well aware her mother was dead, but she asked this anyway “Daddy can we go see Mama today?”
An eerie wind blew through the room and using her telekinesis Willow shut the door. Even though her father was a dissi and so was she, the two enjoyed looking like themselves, aside from the strange markings Willow wears, to prove she does have the powers of a porter. Saying she is a trouble child is an understatement; her father should know that, beings he’s been with her, her entire life.
The stench of bubbling potions filled the air as she approached an alchemist workshop, one much like her father’s. Removing one hand from the doll, she reached for the door knob and with a loud creak the door opened. Looking around she saw Travis. “Daddy” She quietly in a low voice said. The taste of the air here was extremely foul. She was well aware her mother was dead, but she asked this anyway “Daddy can we go see Mama today?”
An eerie wind blew through the room and using her telekinesis Willow shut the door. Even though her father was a dissi and so was she, the two enjoyed looking like themselves, aside from the strange markings Willow wears, to prove she does have the powers of a porter. Saying she is a trouble child is an understatement; her father should know that, beings he’s been with her, her entire life.