04-09-2020, 10:20 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-09-2020, 10:28 PM by SilentFeather.)
Samantha remained where she was, keeping herself close to her unconscious form of Justin. She remained kneeling beside him, never leaving his side. "He is fine, there is no such spell cast upon him!" She said with a low, aggressive growl of what was true hatred toward the Reaper. She did not want him to ever hurt him but what he was speaking to her was the unfortunate words of what was sad. She wanted to blurt out the presence of truth that of what she did to the poor suffering man who was Justin. "Alright .. I did place a spell on him but now I do not wish him to suffer. He has been through enough. I deserve to be locked up and left for dead for what I did to this man." Secretly she was planning her attack which would be of one in the Reaper's stomach, done in the chest and lastly one slice to his neck to being beheaded. There would be three attacks.
I, Silent Feather once thought that my life was just one long merry go round, mundane, repetitive, and just plain boresome but after meeting my beloved Nitrogen, all were changed. And as such had changed me, and when I mean that I mean for the positive, greater of a person I have become, a woman.
A full grown, bonafide Madame.
Silent Feather
