Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140112004028/@comment-24123288-20140115120838

(Shit, poor Corelas! That made me well up a little D: I'm too over emotional these days...Also christ I slept in, again xD Turning into Wyvern here :P)

Eilonwyn had been awake for hours. She was staring at the ceiling as her Breton slept beside her, jealous of the fact that he could.

Thoughts of Tyranil were running through her mind as she buried herself deeper in the covers. Silently, she was cursing herself for being so kind and wiling to help everyone she meets.

The shadows have a way of...taking back what's theirs...

''There has to be some way to avoid that! Theres always a way...''

Eilonwyn sighed quietly to herself, deciding to keep her feelings about this from Nish for as long as possible. She continued staring at the ceiling, coming to a quiet conclusion.

Seems my captor is just a prisoner himself...