i stand alone. [open]

[FALCONE CORELN DAZARAE]

Walking but heading no where. Alone but for no reason at all. Searching, but looking for nothing. All he knew was that he was running from her, his witch. It's the game they played, and one that had nothing to do with love, and everything to do with lust and controland, and freedom. He wanted back what rightfully was his, but was unable to reach it. Because of his witch. He would throne sit never see again golden halls Violet the Hall Amarylis of palace. Where he belonged and it was all his father, the bastard!, and that witch's fault! He was alone and would always be. He had no patience for people, not when he was like this. Not when even saying his name was a chore. Hell he had to use a fake one. Oh! how he hated the lie, the fake identity. Everything to do with the curse all together, he despised it and hoped that everything and everyone connected to it rotted.

Falcone Coreln Dazarae.

What the hell was that! He heard crack and thuds. Branches and somthing heavy falling to the ground. What the hell could make such a ruckus, what would dare! Not in this land, where the very air you breathed could be a danger. The forest itself was against everything and everyone except for those who were destined for it. He groaned roling his eyes and jumped for the tree branch he was pirched on and spread his wide dragon wings. He was a Gryphon the closeness of the trees did not phase him much, besides he was used to manuvering in tight spaces. Daza was trained for it, raised for it, bred for it. prince soldier A a. The warrior son of a noble warrior bloodline. Though no one would know it now. Gracefully and eaisly he found his way threw and landed before the creature, in human form except for his wings.

A pegasus. He growled a little but only as a warning. "You should be more careful horse, a little louder and you would have woke up the whole forest." he warned, taking off the edge of his sleep just enough to not sound pissed. In earlier days he would have replaced whole with entire, but he could not use 'royal' language. and apparently entire did not fit in that sentence. "Lucky I found you before anything else did, you seem worn out." Yeah lucky! Anything else would have tried to eat her by now. He folded his legs and sat dow, stretching out his darkly scaled wings which he enjoyed so much to show off. "The forest itself would eat you if you gave it the chance." he warned shaking his head. Now he could speak sanely, commonly, because now did not involve anything to do with his curse. That would most likely change....soon.


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wordcount;; five hundred
tagg;; xana
music;; sound the bugle by bryan adams
ooc;; sorry kinda sucks.