Post by kanta on Jul 8, 2007 4:29:32 GMT -5
Kanta is here.
A russet hued femme of Arabian descent sauntered into the lands of Psychomachia. Her lithe bodice holding womanly curves and her lashes fluttering under a wispy forelock. At first glance, she seems shy and innocent… At first glance, she seems approachable. Yet, she is not. She is outspoken, she is naughty… She is guarded and snippy. No one messes with her… Her small stature hides a voliatile temper, that when unleashed, has dire consequences. Her mind holds a mess of tangles between a struggle for a power and a struggle for passion she once had… Kanta is not one to be trifled with. Kanta is here for one reason and one reason only… Dividing and conquering… Yes, trouble was brewing when Kanta was on the horizon.
Yes, hello all. I’ve arrived and my quest for power and conquering has presented itself to me. Of course, the first thing to do is to gain a homeland. I heard in the whispers around me that a femme fatale could grab herself a home here to rule as her own. With a smirk of my kissers, I headed off. My small flints slowly taking in the foliage beneath me as I moved through the lands that would best suit me. Yes, I wanted to suit myself before pleasing any others. Like it or not, that’s the way I work. Get used to it. It’s my way or the highway… Being a leader would give me the ability to take that mantra to heart… Oh how I reveled in the power that could be waiting for me.
Granted, Luxuria is not the most fertile of all the lands here… The grass here is dry though fairly occupies the space. The heat could be a problem if it weren’t for the cool pools here and there among the tunnels of red rock. Yet, in the shade of these red rocks I found a cooling sensation. I also found a sensation to explore, to discover what I knew in an instant would be my land. There were several sections of dark caves… Privacy would be golden here and would be given. After all, who wants their passions to be shared among the world? I sure didn’t although I had no problem expressing myself in front of others… It was my choice to do so in private if possible.
Clip, Clop, Clip, Clop. My demure flints rang throughout the series of tunnels I explored, my mind memorizing every twist and turn, every area of light… Every route of escape be it needed. With a bob of my dished tiara I made up my mind.
I, Kanta, claim this land of Luxuria to be mine and a home to all those like me… Those seeking passion and lust… Even those foolish enough to mistake it for love.
I cackled at my last few words, the sound echoing throughout the land. Oh yes, I had arrived and now everyone knew it. If they didn’t, they had better find out before I found them and informed them. A mischievious gleam creeped into my gold flecked occuli as I sauntered over to a cool pool for a drink… Double, Double, Toil and Trouble… That’s what Kanta is made of.
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