05-28-2018, 04:53 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]Beatrice knew something had gone missing. Having had carried the souls of Eli and Lissa, she could sense Lilyspoise had lost something. Bea did not like the idea of being so close to someone without truly knowing them, but alas, that was the situation she was presented with. Without meaning to or wanting to, she had inadvertently somehow linked their souls. The pathway was small enough to not be noticed, and everyday, Beatrice was working to break the attachment. Today, however, she would not be focused on that.
Though it was just a hunch that something had happened (Beatrice truly could not say with affirmation that anything had happened. She and Lilyspoise were not soul bonded. They were not that close at all; no, Bea had simply acquired a knack for reading Lil and sensing when something was wrong), she did feel concern bubbling up inside of her. As she searched for her friend, she spotted the Witch Doctor crawling away to hide. This was... not like Lil.
"Lilyspoise," Beatrice barked, speaking her name less like a question and more like a statement, "what happened?" Her voice was as soft as she could make it, though the edge of demand to know her friend was okay could be found within her tone.
Friend.
The thought settled uneasily in her mind, but she allowed herself to think it. The Beast sputtered and spat in her mind, but she ignored him. This was not about him or Bea, no, this was about Lil. Her friend. [color=#D87921][b]"Talk to me."
Though it was just a hunch that something had happened (Beatrice truly could not say with affirmation that anything had happened. She and Lilyspoise were not soul bonded. They were not that close at all; no, Bea had simply acquired a knack for reading Lil and sensing when something was wrong), she did feel concern bubbling up inside of her. As she searched for her friend, she spotted the Witch Doctor crawling away to hide. This was... not like Lil.
"Lilyspoise," Beatrice barked, speaking her name less like a question and more like a statement, "what happened?" Her voice was as soft as she could make it, though the edge of demand to know her friend was okay could be found within her tone.
Friend.
The thought settled uneasily in her mind, but she allowed herself to think it. The Beast sputtered and spat in her mind, but she ignored him. This was not about him or Bea, no, this was about Lil. Her friend. [color=#D87921][b]"Talk to me."
[glow=black,10,100]YOUR EYES ARE A THOUSAND TIMES DEEPER THAN THE SKY[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]AND I AM A TINY STAR, FALLING FOR ALL TIME
beatrice | grounded | sage | the typhoon