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dramatispersonae) wrote2015-01-04 06:02 pm
dramatispersonae) wrote2015-01-04 06:02 pm
ROOM 1
[Passing through the doorway separates you from the others, but it also separates you from the light. In the blink of an eye your engulfed in shadows as far as the eye can see-- or not see, as it is. It's difficult to make out your own hands let alone the teammates beside you. You can hear the roaring of water and the growling of passing animals...
...But, slowly, your eyes become accustomed. Your still surrounded in pitch black, but now you can see the soft outlines of those with you, the ridges and ravines of the land, and most hauntingly a young woman stands before you. It's not the woman running the game, but some of you may remember her-- A princess, a queen who fell in battle. Here she stands in the very armor she died in, the dried blood silvery against her transparent skin. Around her neck is a necklace in Kunzite/Sapphire colors.]
...But, slowly, your eyes become accustomed. Your still surrounded in pitch black, but now you can see the soft outlines of those with you, the ridges and ravines of the land, and most hauntingly a young woman stands before you. It's not the woman running the game, but some of you may remember her-- A princess, a queen who fell in battle. Here she stands in the very armor she died in, the dried blood silvery against her transparent skin. Around her neck is a necklace in Kunzite/Sapphire colors.]
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