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Post by Alexander Meadows on Sun Apr 12, 2015 6:11 pm

To describe where Alexander had been for so long would be... almost impossible. The fact is, he didn't even know himself and it was as frustrating as it was infuriating. The entire time he was gone he worried, restless and anxious over his surrogate slaughter. She was just a baby! She shouldn't be alone for even a second, let alone for this long... how long was it exactly?

His sense of time was off, but his entrance was not a silent return. It was a weird, almost loud clap that heralded his arrival in Draconis as a strange ball of lightning manifested and expanded, crackling and loud before it deposited the young man in the center of a street that was bustling only moments before, now frozen in shock.

He stood to his full height, burlap pants tied around his waist with a long cord of smaller rope holding them up as their tattered leggings flapped from a brief but powerful blast of wind. His shirt hung loose from around his neck, revealing the muscles underneath and allowing the glimmer of old scars to make themselves known on his form.

His eyes- more accurately his eye shone with a striking contrast to the rest of his darkened expression. He had done it, but what had he come back to? Where was she? Where was he? It didn't take him more than a few seconds of getting his bearings to figure out he was in Draconis, and almost immediately he was able to identify where he was.

And that was strange. He had gone from a cave to a town. There must have been a reason he was placed back here. Maybe she was nearby. Alexander could see the faces of the surprised and frightened townspeople around him, almost inching back from where he arrived as he began to shout. "Yudi!?" His cry was loud and desperate, and he listened to something back from the equally loud city.


"Yudi," he called again, running through the crowd. "Yudi! Yudi, where are you?!" He must have sounded crazy as he ran through the city, shouting a foreign name in a strange accent. But, he didn't care. He only focused on one thing. One. Single. Thing.

Where is my daughter?
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