Beyond the Silence (siriphyn) wrote in imnotmyself,
Beyond the Silence

The Distant creak of the Rainbow Inns enterance door sounds softly, stretching eerily upon the trail of lulling conversation. A cloaked figure enters quietly clutching her coat collar with two delicate hands, at last fleeing the crisp chill of a bitter sweet springtime breeze and pressing the door closed. She turns away from the door, surrenders her hood and meekily aqcuaints you with deep dark eyes before withdrawing her gaze in quiet assesment of her surrounds. Having fixed the landscape of her surrounds, she wanders beside the fireplace and leans against the fixture, gazing intently into the lapping entrance of flames.
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