*Tarida lifts off and flies away...*
The dark adult with blue stripes and a snow-white belly sits infront of her lair, near summit. She is staring the dusk, but her eyes seem to be at a place far beyond it. Behind her is the abandoned lair of hers, and the entrance is like a huge black hole in the frame of the blue mountains. Her expression a calm, and peaceful one, yet her face itself tells of a certain determination. It's kind of determination that would make one do anything.
Finally, she takes a deep breath and unfolds her great dark wings. She closes her eyes and with a strong movement of her hind legs she lifts off, flying straight into the sun. Under her the snow covered earth becomes a river, but she pays not attention to this. She just keeps on flying, telling herself that the terrible pain of her mind, spirit and very soul will be ended soon. In a few moments she is gone.
Now, as you might noticed, I'll be leaving (it's more that I have to). In the past weeks I haven't played a lot... well, not at all to be precise.
The reason for this is simple: I just have no time. My life got suddenly pretty messed up, leaving no space for Istaria.
Yet I want to thank everyone for the wonderful time I had here, especially Lovwyrm, Flameus, Vasilios and Morphaz. Without you, I would never have experienced Istaria. And thanks to the roleplayers of the dragon chat who played with me, that was the best roleplay I've ever had.
I will miss you all, but I don't know whether ot when I will come back.
I am so sorry.
Tari
