by JadeDragon75 » Thu Jun 19, 2014 6:00 am
Gracelyn: I woke slowly and stretched my long lean body. At six foot three inches tall I was long and leggy and was built like most of my Amazon warrior sisters; however, that was where the similarities ended. I was slightly lighter tan than they were but I also had long raven hair that hangs in loose waves down my back when its not in a pony tail, my eyes a soft grey like the under side of a storm cloud. I rose smoothly from my bed and walked over to the dresser where I had stored my clothes. I pulled out a pair of jean shorts and a tank top with a high collar. I showered then dressed and brushed out my hair and pulled it up then adjusted the collar of my tank top so that it hid the row of stitches that closed the wound around my throat where my ex had tried to kill me when I broke up with him. I sank down on the edge of the bed and tugged on my shoes and rose once more. I made my way to the door stopping long enough to grab my key and some cash then headed out locking the door behind me.
From the dawn of time we came; moving silently down through the centuries, living many secret lives, struggling to reach the time of the Gathering; when the few who remain will battle to the last. No one has ever known we were among you... until now.
He is immortal. Born in the Highlands of Scotland 400 years ago. He is not alone. There are others like him, some good, some evil. For centuries he has battled the forces of darkness, with holy ground his only refuge. He cannot die, unless you take his head, and with it his power. In the end there can be only one. He is Duncan MacLeod, the Highlander."