|
Post by DMis on May 20, 2012 13:39:27 GMT -5
A single being sat in the gardens as golden armor fell away and went into a ball form.
"I've fallen so far. Can I even get back?" the being asked in a deep velvet toned voice as it slipped a tunic on over its lion head. "Would I even be needed? What are you wanting me to do Fate?"
This blue lion looked as if it was made of the very stars from the skies above. The blue lion stood up on his hind legs as his armor finished balling up. The lion scooped up his armor and put it on his back like a small napsack.
Well, Orion, Fate sent you here for a reason. Even if it isn't clear now you'll figure it out soon enough, he thought before walking around the gardens.
|
|