Frozen
Kephri and SerapisThe two sisters were not impressed. They paced inside their icey prison. Angry and cold, energy leaching from their very bones. They had been goddesses before, powerful and free. A daughter of the sun and daughter of death itself.
The twins had been inseparable before, but now a hopeless spell gone wrong their fates were tied even closer. The two kept each other as sane as they could. Planning and seething.
They snarled and snapped, nothing to distract or detract from their isolation. No mortals to trick or manipulated. No other gods to try to one up or even talk to. There was nothing here that had survived their past tantrums. Papers and things left to often some respite torn to ribbons and never replaced.
The ice crept up their legs once more. Trying to force them into another deep sleep. Easing the wait, and hindering their escape. The two didn't even know how long they had been trapped.
They hadn't heard the voice of another so long. Not the echoing of pawsteps outside their frozen prison. Not anything. It was just haunting silence and creeping cold.
The last few times they had awoken had been even quieter. Two frigid sleeps before they had heard the scuttling of some small prey. Not even a hint of something, or someone around. Infact, as she paced faster, and forward. Always forward. Tracing a path she knew to be from east to west. She could almost feel the slight hint of warmth.
A closer look at the walls of the prison. Always opaque and smooth as glass. Yet now it was clearer. Silhouettes and hints of somewhere outside. Hairline fractures of a waning melting magic.
The two grinned, sharp fangs and malice. Joy and excitement about the potential to escape. The sleeping frost melted beneath them. The glow of sunlight heating up, shining through solid water. Just outside a mouse, licking condensation from something far more than it could know felt its life start to drain away. Becoming energy of a different form. Plants and faunal, flora, bugs and things shrivelled as if under a noontime sun in a scorching drought.
And the frozen prison melted. Shattering into many cold and sharp pieces that littered a once lucious landscape.
Dark auburn fur shone, two pairs of eyes golden and dark stared across the landscape in challenge. But not a soul stood in their way. Her ears flicked back in concern. Where were those that had kept the twin goddesses of destruction locked away. Where was the civilisations, the temples? The fear and panick that one of the most powerful creatures ever born was out of her frozen prison cell?
She was honestly quite disappointed.
Serapis and Kephri looked at each other, shrugged a shoulder each and set off to the west. If she remembered correctly she should approach the port within a day. She would be putting in a formal complaint about this lack of hospitality on her return.
Eyes burning dark they grinned a rather evil grin. A very memorable complaint was certainly in order.
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Magics: Plant, Ice, Shadow