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located in Pandora Forest, a part of A God's Blessings, one of the many universes on RPG.

Pandora Forest

Where the escaped godling are

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Character Portrait: Tadashi Renichi Character Portrait: Genevieve Noel Deluna Character Portrait: Finn J. Dubois Character Portrait: Jinx Character Portrait: Maya Marcasius Character Portrait: Damon Lynn Kuzimato
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Leaves crunched and twigs cracked under Genevieve's feet as she walked through the wood, cursing herself for lacking the ability to move silently. She'd been tense ever since she escaped the school with her five companions. Constantly looking over her shoulder, reaching for the knife she kept in the small satchel that hung from her shoulder every time an unexpected sound alarmed her. This was no way for people to live. But then neither was their lifestyle at the school.

A shadow darted over the sunlight and Genevieve glanced up as a large, dark raven landed on a nearby branch and gave her a cracked, throaty greeting. Gen crept closer and lifted her hand to stroke the silky black feathers.
"Hello, Nightmare."
she murmured. The bird cocked a beady eye at her and when she continued on her way, she heard the flutter of his wings as he followed her. Nightmare had been coming and going ever since she'd escaped the school and Genevieve felt sure that he was sent from Persephone. Her own, personal, guardian angel. Her shadow among the shadows. The bird followed Genevieve all the way to her destination; a clear pool of water not far from the ruins her and her fellow godlings were bunkered in. The pool was kept cool in the shade of the huge maple that sheltered it and the water was fresh and clean. Genevieve crouched and took a canteen from her bag, filling it to the brim before capping it back up and leaning back on the grass, enjoying the shade.

The day was clear and not at all hot. 70 degrees and paired with a crisp breeze. It was the sort of day her parents and the animals back on the farm lived for. But for Genevieve, it was another day that she could only take in careful doses. The sun, so bright and inviting, had always been cruel to the girl with pale skin. She burned so easily and after two weeks practically living outdoors, her skin had turned a rosy pink and it itched with the beginnings of a burn. But that was just part of Genevieve's package. When she was very small, Genevieve was visited occasionally by the goddess who'd "blessed" her. Persephone, the golden lady of the light. She had hair the color of straw, eyes a glorious shade of hazel. She'd told Genevieve that her curse was being one of light who longed for the dark. She'd blessed Gen in a way that would balance herself out. And so, just as Persephone had to resurface from the underworld every Spring and Summer, Genevieve would spend her days keeping to the shadows and making friends with the moon.

Genevieve sighed and closed her crystal blue eyes, trying to relax and clear her mind. There were five in her group that had been training at the school for so long that they'd somehow managed to make a sort of psychic connection with the gods who'd blessed them. Gen would kill to be able to talk to Persephone. But every time Gen tried to summon up a picture of her Goddess, the only woman that came to mind was Genevieve's mother, Trinity. Genevieve opened her eyes, not willing to go down the halls of her memories just now. And then a distant noise made her rise to her feet once more, alert and tense. Hounds sounded their cries far off to the west. The group had been hearing them for days but today they sounded closer. Genevieve shouldered her bag and clucked to Nightmare before jogging off to rejoin with the others.