Post by Isis Enigma on Aug 26, 2006 14:53:01 GMT -5
The days have been warm recently, lower 90's and such. Most people remained indoors during this part of the day at noon, but Isis was cold. Freezing cold. She couldn't understand it, but no matter what she did, she couldn't warm up. Showers, saunas, not even standing in the baking sun helped her. It was odd to see someone walking around in a black leather trenchcoat as she was doing, covered in leather from her black vest to her long pants and three-inch heeled boots. She even wore black gloves up to her elbows, but nothing was working. She remained cold. Slowly she walked through the woods, trying to figure out what had happened in the past two years to make her this way, giving her powers she didn't ask for. It wasn't anything she could do about it, it would seem, which only depressed her more. Finally she stopped and leaned against a tree, staring blanking up into its leaves. If only...
