par Ryne Mer 6 Mar - 12:20Thème:
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Ever on and on I continue circling
With nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Till slowly I forget and my heart starts vanishing
And suddenly I see that I can't break free--I'm
Slipping through the cracks of a dark eternity
With nothing but my pain and the paralyzing agony
To tell me who I am, who I was
Uncertainty enveloping my mind
Till I can't break free, and
Maybe it's a dream; maybe nothing else is real
But it wouldn't mean a thing if I told you how I feel
So I'm tired of all the pain, of the misery inside
And I wish that I could live feeling nothing but the night
You can tell me what to say; you can tell me where to go
But I doubt that I would care, and my heart would never know
If I make another move there'll be no more turning back
Because everything will change, and it all will fade to black
Will tomorrow ever come? Will I make it through the night?
Will there ever be a place for the broken in the light?
Am I hurting? Am I sad? Should I stay, or should I go?
I've forgotten how to tell. Did I ever even know?
Can I take another step? I've done everything I can
All the people that I see I will never understand
If I find a way to change, if I step into the light
Then I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to white
Ever on and on I continue circling
With nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Till slowly I forget and my heart starts vanishing
And suddenly I see that I can't break free--I'm
Slipping through the cracks of a dark eternity
With nothing but my pain and the paralyzing agony
To tell me who I am, who I was
Uncertainty enveloping my mind
Till I can't break free, and
Maybe it's a dream; maybe nothing else is real
But it wouldn't mean a thing if I told you how I feel
So I'm tired of all the pain, of the misery inside
And I wish that I could live feeling nothing but the night
You can tell me what to say; you can tell me where to go
But I doubt that I would care, and my heart would never know
If I make another move there'll be no more turning back
Because everything will change, and it all will fade to black
If I make another move, if I take another step
Then it all would fall apart. There'd be nothing of me left
If I'm crying in the wind, if I'm crying in the night
Will there ever be a way? Will my heart return to white?
Can you tell me who you are? Can you tell me where I am?
I've forgotten how to see; I've forgotten if I can
If I opened up my eyes there'd be no more going back
'Cause I'd throw it all away, and it all would fade to black
Nom: Rysen
Prénom: Ryne
Age : 22 ans
Race: Bretonne
Spécialité: Magie noire, nécromancie et enchantement
Intérêts:
La magie est un point central de Ryne, cette dernière adorant l'étudier.
Maîtrisant la magie noire et la nécromancie, elle est passionnée d’enchantement, qui est un loisir qu’elle pratique quand elle n’est ni en train d'étudier ni au travail.
Son travail, d'ailleurs, se résume au commerce de gemmes spirituelles et de composants d'enchantement (voir en effectuer).
Caractère:
Ryne a habituellement un caractère plutôt calme, forgé par son sang-froid.
Elle est plutôt solitaire, et est mal à l'aise en présence d'un grand nombre de personne, bien qu'elle reste attentive à ce qui l'entoure, et ce dans la majorité des situations.
Apparence physique:
Un teint pâle, une chevelures d'ébène et des yeux d'émeraudes forment son visage fin.
Sa silhouette est plutôt fine, pas bien grande mais restant dans la moyenne.
Son corps ne révèle aucune cicatrice mais son bras droit est constamment enroulé dans des bandages, ou caché par ses vêtements.
Liens familiaux:
Elle a perdu ses parents ainsi que son grand frère, les circonstances ne sont connus que d'elle.
Histoire :
A venir (je réfléchis encore à l'écrire ou à vous laisser le découvrir ig
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