Hi guys, it's me, GP!

Long time no see!

So you guys are planning Caroll and the gold mettalic witch to attack them (the gang), I'm just wondering how and why they will do that because I have a perfect resolution! Winn and Lennon could possibly come back and save them; maybe Caroll is Lennon's Mom? I know just how to write it if you would answer my questions, guys!

- Glam Panda 

Good to see you Glam! I really don't have a plan, but we can keep writing and going with the flow. Although the whole thing with Carol having kids may be a good plot twist, just so you know, you don't need a parent as a magical sister to have powers, aaaand it would be like pretty rare. 

Okay, I know I've said this a thousand times, but I'm really sorry for not posting (eeeeekkk) and I will try to get to it this week. I put a lot of thought into my posts and they usually turn out long and time consuming. Not that I mind, I just haven't had a lot of time lately.

Which brings me to another point.

*Spoiler Alert* 

I'm leaving the CB. 

Actually, I've already left. And don't worry, there's no big, dramatic reason and I love y'all too much to leave over any sort of petty disagreement. I really have loved being a part of this place. I haven't posted on another thread except this one for probably a month now, and I didn't make a big deal or post a thread because I didn't really want to do that, and plus I've kind of faded out of everything now. Although I might do that sometime later. I haven't decided yet.  This December will mark my fourth year of being a CBer and honestly, it's been quite the fantastic ride. This makes me really sad, but I've kind of grown up, and I guess you need to move on at some point. I just wanted to let y'all know since this is the only thing I'm really a part of now. I'm going to try to stick it out to the end of this RPG though! It'll be a great way to go out with a bang!! 

Alrighty leaving spiel over!  

I promise cross my heart and hope to die stick a cupcake in my eye that I WILL POST SOON.

Please come back for the CB reunion on February 14, 2019.

Admim 

Sacra~

The gaping mouth of the shadowy depths makes me uncertain, but we all want to get away from this wretched sand. Andromeda signals with her hands to move in slowly and quietly. We oblige. Slowly, we all proceed into the darkness. A creakin noise. Sapphira's brow furrows, and I turn, arms held out.

"No!" Too late. With a slam, the entrance is sealed. Phoenix breathe in through his teeth.

"Only forward, then." Jai states, her voice quivering. Galexia whimpers in the darkness.

"Andromeda...?" Blue light fills the stairway at the top of which we are. I can see Andromeda's face in the dim glow. She gathers Galexia up in her arms, hands still glowing. I let my hands light up with my silver magic. I nearly miss it, but I think a gasp echos off the rock around us. Masculine, about my age (maybe a bit older), and definitely emotional.

"Hey Jai, do you sense anybody else here?" I ask, and Jaihra puts her hands on her hips.

"It doesn't work that - wait. Yes, I do." Jai's eyes widen in panic. "Sacra, they're right behind you!!" She flies towards me right as an arm snakes around my ribs and clutches me tightly, raisin me off of the ground. Before I know it, I can't see the others, and my attacker has put me down extremely gently on some sort of soft surface. I lay there, completely horizontal. No use on struggling anyways, they're probably right above me. Then I hear the sound of soft crying, and white fires start up in tall, thin lamps all around the room. In the growin light I can see books. Lots and lots of books, and an older teenaged boy with iron-black hair. His pale skin makes him look almost gaunt in the pale beams, but his face is remarkably handsome. Tears stream down his face.

"Sacra..." He whispers. "It's me... Farlan."

~~

Is it okay that I tweaked his name a bit...? If it's not then just say so, Cassandra. :)

Wow this thread has been so inactive lately that I feel almost distant from the characters... I don't like it. 

We were trapped then Scara just... vanishes. Perfect, just great. I walk over to where the door used to be and tap on the surface. The sand doesn't even move a grain. I pull a feather from my wing and hold it up, muttering an ancient spell as I do, the feather twirls up and starts to drift to the east tunnel, I make to follow it when Pheonix grabs my arm. "Where are you going? We need to find Scara!" 

Suddenly the sand shifts and we are in a room with bookshelves on the walls with lamps, and in the middle of it all Scara is hugging an older teenaged boy with iron-black hair and pale skin, he's quite handsome and I feel the tips of my ears heat up, thank Lolth that my hair takes attention away from my face.

~~~

Ehhhhhh short and confusing but I'm not that involved in this anyway, I'll try harder I promise! 

tmro

Tomorrow is Friday.

Tomorrow is the Harvest Dance 

Tomorrow is the day I stand at the wall for an hour.

Yup, I'll try to post tomorrow too! 

That's totally fine, Rogue! Farlan sounds better anyways... ;)

~ Farlan ~

I walk along the shelves of files of humans, brushing my fingers lightly against the tightly bound spines. The names, printed in big, bold, block letters, stand out even in the dimly lit room. Everything is also in technology form, but it brings comfort to know that I have the physical files at my fingertips.

Suddenly, the ground beneath me shakes. I jump in alarm and look around. After a few seconds, the shaking stops. Cautiously, I walk over to the observatory, where pictures of places all around the Library are displayed. I check the Ancient section first... no people. Where else? I look around the room, scanning over the panels to check for the prescence of other living beings. I hear steps behind me and whirl around. When I see the wolf-dog, I smile in relief.

"Come here, Wolf!" I beckon to him with open arms. 

He bounds over, wagging his tail, and leaps into my arms, licking my face. I smile, but the smile freezes on my face when I catch sight of one panel, low to the floor. Gently, I push him away, muttering, "Not now, buddy," as I move over to the panel of the back entrance, one that opens into the very center of the Desert of Sand that spreads over most of this planet, a barren place that, in all of my time at the Library, no one has ever gone. I furrow my brow, looking at the rag-tag band of adventurers in the darkness. Suddenly, a blue light shoots out from one of them, dimly lighting the room. I gasp in recognition. Blue magic. Galexial magic. A little girl whimpers and jumps into the blue-magic-girl's arms. Then, another color joins the blue. 

Silver. The magic swirls around one of the girls, lighting the room even more. When I see who it is, I gasp again, my hands flying over my mouth. My eyes turn the color of iron as a memory comes shooting back. A memory of a battlefield, the war of metallic magic, the magic that was obliterated long ago. Almost as if I were there, I see the Guardians, the fighting starting to subside. The Silver Sister battles the Gold Sister, their twin blades flashing across my vision. A strand of silvery hair comes loose from Sacra's braid, falling across her face. I look at her determined, steely eyes, so focused on Alethea, and Alethea only. I turn away for a second to draw my sword, whacking an arrow aimed my way away. Suddenly, a blade hits me from behind. With a gasp, I fall, turning around to see Alethea wielding her blades with a sly smile. The gold twists in her hand, almost as if it had liquified for a moment, then plunged down at the speed of light... I try to block her, but she's too quick for me, dodging my blade and plunging her swords into me. With a lighthearted laugh, she twists them and extracts them. Gold magic swirls around them, cleaning off the blood--my blood. I look at Sacra, standing behind her, and her horrified expression.

"Farlan..." she whispers, her voice faltering, "Farlan, no!"

I fall back as she rushes forward towards me, kneeling beside me. Her eyes are wide, and silver tears slide down her cheeks, "Farlan..."

Alethea lets out another ringing laugh, taking a sword and perching it under Sacra's chin. She forces Sacra to look up. As the world disappears around me, I see Sacra stand up, her eyes steely and determined once again, and pick up her swords.

"You. Will. Pay." Her silver blades flash, and the last thing I see before I fall away is silver and gold flashing above me, interlocking and interweaving as the two Sisters fought.

I blink, standing still for a moment in shock. What was that? Sacra? Alethea? Weren't they two of the Metallic Sisters? I shake my head, trying to clear my mind of the sudden memory, so vivid and clear. It was as if I had been there. But... I hadn't... had I? My earliest memory is of the Library, reading in the Library, catalogueing and archiving books and files and everything... was there something before that?

I turn back towards the panel, staring back at the silver-magic girl. Sacra. It must be her... I stumble over to a lever, moving my fingers over the controls until I reach the right one, pulling it. Immediately, ropes fall down behind her, pulling her up. She cries out, and I wince at the sound, manuevering the ropes to take her to a small chamber in the Library. I step onto a platform and, just before it whirls me there as well, I pull another lever, sending the rest of them towards the chamber. I didn't know who they were, but I didn't want them to feel lost. Plus, I'm kind of curious. What is the Silver Sister doing with a bunch of rogue Galexials?

The platform takes me to the room, and I step in. The ropes release Sacra, and she stares up at me, her eyes penetrating into me. I gasp as I see her in person, my eyes pooling with tears as more memories zoom into my mind. They trickle down my cheeks as the force of my past hits me... and I realize who I am.

With a gasp, I whisper, "Sacra... It's me. Farlan." 

~~~

Gummy says vnti. Venti, as in Percy Jackson? Hmmm... it does seem rather windy today...