Ariayous sniffed as she watched Raven and Galator play. Raven was in the form of her dragon, they were play fighting. It was typical among them but as Ariayous watched a sense of sorrow and abandoment entered her. It was a sense of desperation she had never encountered before.

She turned away from the play fighting and walked back to the tiny little hut she had called home for 3 years now. It was quiet and peaceful with a nice bedroom and living room. No other rooms were needed.

Soon after arrival there she curled up on the couch and let her emotions roam. Bloody tears sliding down her face and onto the black leather under her. She would never openly cry infront of her master. Not anymore.

She had to be strong. But it was as she watched those two the need for the warm arms of a father rose up in her. She had no one anymore. Her children all grown up and gone to live their immortal lives. All was quiet. Her love, most likely dead but her love for him never faultering so she took no others.

But what she craved for was a companion and hers was most likely lost from her. She tormented herself everynight looking for him to no avail.

Her demon was right. She was always going to be alone. No one would ever want her for long periods of time. What she did get would be fleeting and almost nonexistant when it left.

She wanted to curl up and die but she couldn't do that. If only she could disappear. Leave the exsistance she lived now. She was drowning in a sea of misery and grief. She missed the warm arms that use to hold her, the craddle in ones arms where she could relax and be in peace.

But no... She just couldn't. She was meant for war and destruction yet she was still innocent. She was still no one though...

And so she let her tears slid down her face, her body trembling with her grief.

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Haha... Iv been down lately... Spring break and iv had no real human contact. No ones home with me so iv been lonely.