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I’m going back to my roots with an outworldish AU that has a simple concept. No i won’t elaborate
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Of the Sea (11:18 AM)
Breathing air that she did not need, it was simply an indulgence that Maris found herself fond of. That was her name now, Maris, such a silly human name. But Lewis had insisted that it was a rather appropriate name, of the sea, stranded in her castle by the sea. It wasn't quite by the sea though, it was in the sea. Connected to the mainland by a causeway, something that vanished during high tide, drowned by the sea, isolating the castle. L'enfer dans la mer, the hell in the sea, that's what the tiny locals called her home. Yes, being on this rock that they called a home was hellish, but she had seen hell itself and they could not contend. They would weep at the sight of her fallen brother, pathetic little peons that they were. Just foul toys that the Lord had thought were good ideas, they were aborted mistakes each and every one of them. She was supposed to love these creatures? Impossible. They were grotesque things made in the image of her father, they didn't even have wings, they died so soon, they had free will and some insulted their creator. She was not sure why they were allowed to exist, after all he'd attempted to kill them all once with a flood and yet they still found forgiveness from him. Forgiveness that she had not been blessed with. Stripped of her true name, stripped of her garrison Mairs was gutted and alone on this little rock of theirs. But that was centuries ago, she was bitter but accepting of her punishment. It had no end, she was doomed to exist here eternally, watch as these humans grow in population, as they over take and ruin the gifts that they have been given. She would kill all the humans that she possibly could, it was a civil service really, besides, how much worse could her punishment be? Passing by a still pond of water, catching sight of herself, still in white, pure as any angel in the heavens. But that was all that was left of her as an angel, her wings once beautiful in all they were bright white flowers threaded through the feathers were replaces with the dark and leathery wings of a demon, ashen and macabre. Hands that were once delicate and gentle as they wielded a burning sword were tinged black as if she'd been reaching into the bowls of hell themselves, her nails turned to claws, the veins that shown in her hands gone red as if the fires of hell burned in her. She looked like a demon, pale yellow horns protruding from her head in a way that looked like a hellish crown, she was the queen of her very own hell. It was a cruel joke.
Her face had retained all of it's angelic beauty at the very least, skin still tanned by the gentle kiss of the sun, eyes brighter then any human, her pupils gone catlike and vertical, a part of the punishment, but that was minor and blended easily with her catlike features. Golden hair fell to the small of her back in pin straight strands that fluttered in the salty winds. Maris was observing her own home the massive gardens, dress trailing behind her, the white hem gone a bit dingy from the dirt that she stepped on, feet a lost cause in terms of the dirt. She was not fond of shoes, her skirts covered that muddy evidence though. "My lady, the human approaches " Marie's small voice voice spoke from one of the many archways that lead back into the castle. Her garrison had been punished as well, not as harshly of course, but they still felt the pain and suffering. Things that Maris had fallen numb too. They had retained more of a human look to them, two horns that rose from their hair, that was the extent of their punishment. Stripped of their wings and given horns, meant to live with her eternally. She would feel guilt if not for the fact that they had agreed with her, although that agreement had faded over the years. "How dreadful, high tide is a ways away, I'd hoped to watch it drown," She muttered simply picking her skirts up and stepping calmly past Marie, the petite brunette followed along side her, soon joined by Ryan and Angel, Lewis found his way to them eventually as well. Once at the gates Brian and Chloe could be found, the blonde duo watched over the human as his son approached on the causeway. "Silly man, perhaps you will someday learn not to enter abodes that are dubbed after hell," She chided gently as she stepped beside him, her feet finding nothing but damp sand as she stood by the human who stood several inches taller than her. His punishment would have been death, but apparently imprisoning his son was far worse of a punishment, according to Lewis at the very least. She could not see how, but what she could see was the approaching human. He was a beautiful creature, one touched by the best of graces, she hated his kind but she could admire that fact at the very least.
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PRINCE AND PRINCESS BASED AU
PRINCE AND PRINCESS BASED AU CAST
THE BEAUTY AND THE BEAST THREAD MASTERLIST
Of The Sea || Evan and Liam [Sunday May 28th 1832 11:18 PM]
SNOW WHITE AND THE HUNTSMAN THREAD MASTERLIST
Lips Red as Blood || Psymon and Riley [Monday April 19th 1812 @ 3:45 PM]
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