Fae King, Of Seelie and Unseelie
!!9eche/j7mWr 10/23/09(Fri)00:56 No.6393713|
The throne rests atop two layered platforms, which waterfalled snow along it's steps, and sitting upon it is a thin, slender man ( Casey OOC: NOT THE SLENDER MAN!), with long silver hair, blue and golden robes, and thin, spindly fingers. His eyes glowed like silver slits, light pouring out from a split mask. One half showed a cheerful face, in white, and the other showed a violent face, fanged grin, in black. The semicopoeral servents hold up the child, and the Fairy King lifts it up, calling out, the cry of a hundred voices " Let the show begin!"
Across the hall, to the west, two goblins, white skin and runes on their forehead, gaurd a girl in an elegant ballroom gown. Eleven years old, with brown hair turned dark black from lack of sun. Her sad eyes were human, but her irses glowed with the fey silver. She had an unearthly beauty, never touched by sun, but her mouth was sitched closed. She points to the party, and the Goblins pull her back. The Fey King steps down from his throne, and speaks, the white half of his mask pushing away the black, his face turning cheerful. He laughs, with a thousand gleeful, mischevious voices all at once.