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[Varning för massivt bildspam, nu när Eleen fått sin/a ''riktiga'' ögon och peruk tyckte jag det var dags för en liten photostory] Eleen: hnnn...
- The girl shivers and slowly merges toward the edge consciousness.- Eleen: Aria, is it morn...
- She raises on hand as if to shield herself from the setting suns last rays.- Eleen: ... it isn't morning, nor is it mid day. It's twilight and I am not at home.
- Looking around, taking in the environment, she soon realize just how lost she is.- Eleen: Where am I?
- Her gaze is drawn to a glimmer at her side. Looking down at the weapon she is struck by an epiphany. Her sisters last act, spending her last inches of humanity to save her baby sister. Tears burn be
- Shaking her head, to ward the tears away. She takes one step forward. Hesitating, she picks up the sword and turns it over in her hand. The crest of the royal family; the crown and the key
- She makes her way past the thorny twigs and up the hill on the other side of them. As she reaches the top she stares, mesmerized.- Eleen: Such a wast and hostile land cold and un
- The girl slowly falls to her knees, dropping the sword by her side as she does.- Eleen: If you were frightened, if you did not believe in my skill as a soldier, why did you not come with me? Why did