Talk:Anton Atharm/@comment-26208390-20130822014714

As the sky splintered with dark clouds and the blanket of darkness slugged itself upon the vastness, Adelaide stood out like a sore thumb with her spectrally bright skin. She ambled past people who would double take because of those glowing red eyes that seemed to illuminate large sections of the proximity in which she treaded. Her attention, however, was locked upon the leader of Veritum Untium -- Anton.

She called out to him before she reached the place he stood. She halted before him, her obsidian hair flowing around her like a billowing cape of inky smoke tendrils on a gust of nagging wind.