Post by Persephone DeVone on Nov 21, 2005 18:02:26 GMT -5
Persephone had spent a long time breathlessly awaiting when she would finally enter the Kingdom and start her apprenticeship. She couldn't wait, and the small girl became more and more restless.
Her emerald eyes were bright, yet deep and ancient. There was that haunted look that filled them, and her gaze often made people feel uncomfortable. It was almost as if she saw the true person, and not the masks and lies that she was presented with. They were haunted eyes, and no innocence that came with her eyes were shown at all.
Her long silver blonde hair fell long and straight down her back to end at her waist. The long hair seemed like a river of silver that danced and swirled mysteriously around the small frame of the sixteen year old Persephone. Her ivory skin only completed the picturesque woman-child. At only five foot her odd appearance was even stranger.
As she walked forward, her eyes were deep and questioning. She didn't know where to go, and she wondered if anyone would help her.
Every time she opened her mouth to say something, she closed it again, uncertain of what to say. Every one looked non to kind, and mentally she flinched.
Where do I go now
She looked around questioningly.
Her emerald eyes were bright, yet deep and ancient. There was that haunted look that filled them, and her gaze often made people feel uncomfortable. It was almost as if she saw the true person, and not the masks and lies that she was presented with. They were haunted eyes, and no innocence that came with her eyes were shown at all.
Her long silver blonde hair fell long and straight down her back to end at her waist. The long hair seemed like a river of silver that danced and swirled mysteriously around the small frame of the sixteen year old Persephone. Her ivory skin only completed the picturesque woman-child. At only five foot her odd appearance was even stranger.
As she walked forward, her eyes were deep and questioning. She didn't know where to go, and she wondered if anyone would help her.
Every time she opened her mouth to say something, she closed it again, uncertain of what to say. Every one looked non to kind, and mentally she flinched.
Where do I go now
She looked around questioningly.
