♥ v2

[screwthatnoise]

A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.

(please join #echolife! ♪)

Comments

Re: entry

[autorejoin]

[ He nods, and pulls out his wings. ]

I'm on it.

Re: entry

[knighttoremember]

[ THUMBS UP, go for it ]

Re: entry

[autorejoin]

[ He flies up, and manages to cut down the bear with no difficulty, holding it in his other arm so it doesn't fall straight to the ground. ]