The Royal Empire of DarkSky

The Priestess

It was so very cold as the young angel wandered through an immense white landscape.  Snow fell steadily from the clouds overhead.  How did she get here?  Why was she here?  She felt as if she had just awoken from a dream..or else was in one.  Never the less she scanned the terrain....there!  A place of shelter!   Though upon arrival she noticed it was a palace.  It seemed totally vacant...and looked as though it must have been at one time particularly beautiful.  But now it looked as though not only had neglect contirbuted to its decline but it seemed as though a raid had taken place.  One more scan, though, confirmed that the raid had occured many many years before.  Curious and cold she wandered through the large entrance doors into an even larger hall; doors leading from this main room to other areas of the palace.  The hallway was as well exposed to the enviroment by the holes on the outsides walls where sunlight was streaming though.  These holes allowed the snow and ice to built up all around;  she assumed all the rooms were as such.   Seeing what seemed to be light through a particular set of doors at the very end of the sparkling white hallway she walked carefully and cautious until a slender outstretched hand gently pushed the doors open.  Her senses were overwrought with a sight of utmost beauty.  Pillars of light invaded the darkness and chased away the otehrwise depresseing darkness.  It was one of the pillars, whose light was refelcting off of something smooth and shiny much further in the room, that drew her attention to the object.  Once again walking slowly towards this that sparked her interest.  It was a large ice block..a slight cant of her head..a warm hand pressed against the surface for a brief second.  Peering closer...then she jumped back startled; but there was a man in there!  upon closer observation she realized it was an angel.  His face emotionless...wings folded behind him..eyes closed.  Alarmed she tried many times to shatter the ice until she was finally successful....In shattering his cold prison she met Tryal Galvanick.  Her guardian...her life...her soul...but most of all...

Her love.

It was so very cold as the young angel wandered through an immense white landscape.  Snow fell steadily from the clouds overhead.  How did she get here?  Why was she here?  She felt as if she had just awoken from a dream..or else was in one.  Never the less she scanned the terrain....there!  A place of shelter!   Though upon arrival she noticed it was a palace.  It seemed totally vacant...and looked as though it must have been at one time particularly beautiful.  But now it looked as though not only had neglect contirbuted to its decline but it seemed as though a raid had taken place.  One more scan, though, confirmed that the raid had occured many many years before.  Curious and cold she wandered through the large entrance doors into an even larger hall; doors leading from this main room to other areas of the palace.  The hallway was as well exposed to the enviroment by the holes on the outsides walls where sunlight was streaming though.  These holes allowed the snow and ice to built up all around;  she assumed all the rooms were as such.   Seeing what seemed to be light through a particular set of doors at the very end of the sparkling white hallway she walked carefully and cautious until a slender outstretched hand gently pushed the doors open.  Her senses were overwrought with a sight of utmost beauty.  Pillars of light invaded the darkness and chased away the otehrwise depresseing darkness.  It was one of the pillars, whose light was refelcting off of something smooth and shiny much further in the room, that drew her attention to the object.  Once again walking slowly towards this that sparked her interest.  It was a large ice block..a slight cant of her head..a warm hand pressed against the surface for a brief second.  Peering closer...then she jumped back startled; but there was a man in there!  upon closer observation she realized it was an angel.  His face emotionless...wings folded behind him..eyes closed.  Alarmed she tried many times to shatter the ice until she was finally successful....In shattering his cold prison she met Tryal Galvanick.  Her guardian...her life...her soul...but most of all...

Her love.

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The Royal Empire of DarkSky

The Priestess

Hearts Unlocked

The Royal Empire of DarkSky

The Priestess

'You can watch..but you may never understand her.  You can touch..but you may never own her.  You can enslave..but you may never humble her.  You can subdue..but you can never keep her from flying.  You can love..and then you may understand, own a piece of her heart, humble you both and fly together into the sunset.'

Full Name:  Angelica La'Amore

Email:  [email protected]

Race:  Angel/Human

Sex: Female

Marital Status: Engaged to Tryal Galvanick

The Priestess

This  gentle angel stands at a petite height of 5'4.  Alabaster skin is a deep contrast to her dark brown silken tresses.   But even more amazing are her eyes...deep pools of aquamarine that shift lightly from a slightly darker green to a lighter blue depending on her mood or the weather.   Spanning  5 feet her wings are ivory in colour and are truely beautiful.  The feathers soft and delicate...their arch graceful.  Her nature is usually  demure and elegant...though...being at DarkSky has opened her up and she is now more warm and at ease with the people she comes across.

'You can watch..but you may never understand her.  You can touch..but you may never own her.  You can enslave..but you may never humble her.  You can subdue..but you can never keep her from flying.  You can love..and then you may understand, own a piece of her heart, humble you both and fly together into the sunset.'

Full Name:  Angelica La'Amore

Email:                                                  

Race:  Angel/Human

Sex: Female

Marital Status: Engaged to Tryal Galvanick

The Priestess

This  gentle angel stands at a petite height of 5'4.  Alabaster skin is a deep contrast to her dark brown silken tresses.   But even more amazing are her eyes...deep pools of aquamarine that shift lightly from a slightly darker green to a lighter blue depending on her mood or the weather.   Spanning  5 feet her wings are ivory in colour and are truely beautiful.  The feathers soft and delicate...their arch graceful.  Her nature is usually  demure and elegant...though...being at DarkSky has opened her up and she is now more warm and at ease with the people she comes across.