kick_azz_pyro (kick_azz_pyro) wrote in the_dark_pages, @ 2008-05-26 05:06:00 |
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The Crystal Moon Inn, 8:13 P.M.
Place: The Crystal Moon Inn Time: 8:13 P.M.
The breeze gently petted Shyama's midnight black fur. In the her blue lycan eyes reflected the full moon she adored so much, as she had for all her life. The difference this time was that the moon's rays praised her for her first change into her new fur, tonight was a beautiful night with a clear sky out in the large forest outside the city of Cluj. It was not every night that she had her first change into her fur. So she ran through the thick bushes and over the small streams that divide the forest. How glorious it was, even though the bite that changed her hurt, it was worth it. She saved her mother's life, sacrificing her mortality. She would forever be grateful for her new gift from the moon, and for her mother's life.
A sigh escaped the lightly flushed lips as the memory ended. She failed to to keep the promise in that last part. Now in this modern day of the year two thousand and eight, she felt her immortality a curse rather than a gift, and that eventful day back on the cool september in 1497 had been the changing point of her life. She had forgotten that even though she had immortality, her mother was still a mortal and would eventually die. Shyama remained though, far past her time of death, which should have been in the 1500's, if she were human. The one thing she was still thankful for though was 'the change'. 'The Change' was still something she truely enjoyed, the ability to run in fur on four legs through the forest gave her greatjoy. Now, as she walked down the street in the dead of night on her human legs, she wondered what wonders awaited her at her 'special' inn.
The Crystal Moon Inn was a comfortable in with an inn-keeper's apartment that consumed the entire top floor. Her hired help, Alena, took care of the night shift on the weekends so that Shyama could go on runs. Alena was a petite lycan with a light brown hair, and soft brown eyes. When Shyama returned Alena was reading in the lobby section, only glancing up to see Shyama. Shyama sat on a bar stool behind the Bar in the Bar section of the Inn, waiting expectantly for her fanged patrons.