| An Uphill Battle with Apathy - [open] |
[14 Oct 2014|09:14pm] |
It wasn't something Enyo ever though she would say, but the chaos in the sandbox was getting monotonous and therefore... was no longer holding any interest for her. It was basically the same exact thing over and over again and at this point, until someone was willing to something in even a remotely new fashion, or at least on a grander scale, she needed to wash her hands of it. It wasn't her territory anyway. Technically. It was Nergal's. Sort of.
And she hadn't even had the delight of catching a glimpse of him out there to make inhaling that dust and having to rinse sand out of every crevice on her body for days after leaving worthwhile. So, that was out. Perhaps she could go stick her nose in the Russia-Ukraine business. The Slavic gods were cranky but, hey... ( she could pick a side and throw some wrenches in that mess. )
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