Post by nightmare admin on Dec 30, 2010 9:17:38 GMT -5
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HOME . PLOT . RULES . CLAIMS . SPECIES . ADVERTISE[/align]
You think you know everything . . .
[align=center]Another normal city -- it could be anywhere, this could be anytime. Walking down the street is a pregnant mother pushing a pushchair, a teen on her phone, a girl with violet eyes . . .
Wait, what!?
Within the confines of normal society lie the mythical beings, the stunning secrets held since the dawn of time. Hidden in the shadows, they blend into society, suspected by no one. They live by their own rules; they do what they want. There are no governers, only those unspoken of, the ones who enforce the one commandment: keep the secret from all humans, no exceptions, no second chances.
Until now. There are those who are power-hungry, who want to change everything. Humans are weak, they should bow at the feet of the mighty. They should be chained, afraid, and most importantly, they should know. But not everyone agrees and this soon leads to war.
The humans are oblivious. Neither side is winning. The stink of death is becoming too hard to bear. And through it all, each of them waits and wonders until they feel the spark of a kiss -- a soulmate . . . their soulmate.
The city is unknowing, unmindful, unaware. The forgotten ashes, scattered, are picked up by the silent air. And where you find ashes, you find fire, and near fire, you find smoke. And in the smoke, what do you see?
Agony.
Fear.
Power.
Myth.
Love.
You think you know everything.[/align]
[align=right]. . . you know nothing yet.[/align]
HOME . PLOT . RULES . CLAIMS . SPECIES . ADVERTISE[/align]
You think you know everything . . .
[align=center]Another normal city -- it could be anywhere, this could be anytime. Walking down the street is a pregnant mother pushing a pushchair, a teen on her phone, a girl with violet eyes . . .
Wait, what!?
Within the confines of normal society lie the mythical beings, the stunning secrets held since the dawn of time. Hidden in the shadows, they blend into society, suspected by no one. They live by their own rules; they do what they want. There are no governers, only those unspoken of, the ones who enforce the one commandment: keep the secret from all humans, no exceptions, no second chances.
Until now. There are those who are power-hungry, who want to change everything. Humans are weak, they should bow at the feet of the mighty. They should be chained, afraid, and most importantly, they should know. But not everyone agrees and this soon leads to war.
The humans are oblivious. Neither side is winning. The stink of death is becoming too hard to bear. And through it all, each of them waits and wonders until they feel the spark of a kiss -- a soulmate . . . their soulmate.
The city is unknowing, unmindful, unaware. The forgotten ashes, scattered, are picked up by the silent air. And where you find ashes, you find fire, and near fire, you find smoke. And in the smoke, what do you see?
Agony.
Fear.
Power.
Myth.
Love.
You think you know everything.[/align]
[align=right]. . . you know nothing yet.[/align]