dansemajik
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She is in love with a knight who was cursed by a powerful wizard, by day he is a knight, but night, he is a dragon, doomed to fly the night skies, burning villages, and terrorizing villagers.
Her name is Ceria, his name is Allen. They have been in love since they were teens, kissing under the apple tree, taking picnic lunch beside the stream by her fathers castle.
Time has past, Ciera is now 30. She is the ruler of her castle, her father never had any sons. She was often courted, but she turned down the advances... She had one love only.
IC: Ciera, long golden locks curling down her back, stood at the open window of her bedroom, the sheer silk of her gown clinging to her luscious curves, enhancing the beauty that lie beneath it.
Her deep green eyes search the night sky, looking for her love, fearing for him, longing for his touch in the night time. A single tear escapes her eye as she realizes until she finds the wizard, or discovers the secret behind the curse.
A hand angrily wipes the tear from her cheek. He would come to her in the dawn, lie with her, and love her, sleeping deeply, to regain his strength for the next night. She would question him again about the day this had happened to him, about what passed that day to so enrage the wizard.
Glancing at the clock, she turned toward the bed, not wanting to imagine the pain his heart endured as he destroyed the people he loved.
Her name is Ceria, his name is Allen. They have been in love since they were teens, kissing under the apple tree, taking picnic lunch beside the stream by her fathers castle.
Time has past, Ciera is now 30. She is the ruler of her castle, her father never had any sons. She was often courted, but she turned down the advances... She had one love only.
IC: Ciera, long golden locks curling down her back, stood at the open window of her bedroom, the sheer silk of her gown clinging to her luscious curves, enhancing the beauty that lie beneath it.
Her deep green eyes search the night sky, looking for her love, fearing for him, longing for his touch in the night time. A single tear escapes her eye as she realizes until she finds the wizard, or discovers the secret behind the curse.
A hand angrily wipes the tear from her cheek. He would come to her in the dawn, lie with her, and love her, sleeping deeply, to regain his strength for the next night. She would question him again about the day this had happened to him, about what passed that day to so enrage the wizard.
Glancing at the clock, she turned toward the bed, not wanting to imagine the pain his heart endured as he destroyed the people he loved.
