Shadows in the Full Moon

(Earthsleep 16th, 10019 ADW, 10:10 PM, Southern Calora Fields, Lagunis)

Ages ago there had been a light, a warmth and love that was given freely, without any return of deeds or obligations. The light touch of it on her icy black heart made her shutter softly. What had it been like to be loved? It had been so long... she had nearly forgotten. Only the slight mark of distant memories as a child brought her any comfort. Most of her fondest memories had been lost in the sea of pain, grief and hatred that threatened to consume her, and she fought to keep the ones that remained. It had been so long... so very long. She was not a child any longer, but a demoness, a princess of her people... an heir of the royal lineage. No. She didn't need comfort. She wanted justice... she wanted revenge.

Her deep mauve scales glittered in the pale moonlight, and dimmed slightly as thick dark clouds rolled lazily across the moon. Narrowed white pupil-less eyes stared at the great human city in the distance. Its glowing crystal lights made it appear like something out of a bards tale, all of its legend and mystery so perfectly wrapped up in a neat package. She loathed it... despised everything it represented, and one day she would witness its demise first hand and the end of all the wretched Calamian's with it. It was the only real sense of joy she had left, and it brought a smirk to her thin lips. Calora would see its day, and on that glorious day her father would be freed from the prison the humans had put him. His wrath would lay to waste the rest of their pitiful existance, and she would rule by his side as it was meant to be.

Rising from the rock she had been crouching on she stood tall, her wings splayed out behind her, her chin held high. Every inch of her was flowing regal power and dark threatening energy. The day they possessed all the talismans was drawing near... all she had to do was be patient and await that glorious day to strike down the last pillar of hope for the human race. "A most gratifying day that will be." The demoness whispered softly.

Spotting the familiar form coming towards her from the city, Nakhti crossed her arms and awaited. Watching her fellow demoness stop before her Nakhti reguarded her with a raised eyebrow. "How is your progress, Zora?"