The Night We Met [ Private | Koz ]

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The view out here was just so damn beautiful, and the maiden was enticed as always. Chandni's curiosity was much like that of a kitten, bold and exciting; and yet, like a murder, she was cautious, poised, calculated, and that’s why she followed it down the rabbit hole. The world outside of Hell's throat was captivatingly bleak the way the moon towered over quartz-like trees and the endless white desert. The seemingly never-ending landscape remained littered with boulders and dunes as she took her first few strides. The ground below began to shake and her arms wrapped around her silhouette. The Cherub's emerald pools widened as a chill trailed down her spine resulting in a mass of goosebumps appearing on her arms. She had felt this feeling once before in her youth and, as it is intended, it stayed with her forever; fear. And this place was tainted with it.

Honestly, though, it is for that reason that made this place so exciting to a girl like Chandni. She could stay like this forever; adrenaline pumping through her veins, while her mind was throbbing with ideas about what lurked behind a thin veil of darkness.

The Hollows.

She didn't fear them, no, she was enamored by them. They were . . . beautiful in her eyes. As she ascended deeper into the depths of Hueco Mundo, she gained some pep in her step as she moved into a huddle of quartz trees. Her green eyes watched them with piqued curiosity as her fingers grazed the rough edges of the makeshift trees. Her eyes trailed upward, and her expression changed like the phase of the moon as a foreign reiatsu moved into the area.

Powerful, frightening, and monstrous. Chandni turned her body to face the foreign source, her expression changing once again. Not because of fear, but because she noticed something peculiar; there wasn't a single star in the sky.