Kyre walks in an exact circle pointing her wand at a dark candle carefully placed in the center. Her unmoving, gloved hand lays at her side as usual and the only sound besides ancient words spoken in a whisper is the swish of her leather skirt. Dark eyes barely absorb the flicker of the flame as it gradually grows while expression is that of total concentration.Gradually her steps slow then stop completely, anyone watching would barely see her breathing. Could it be that even the flicker of the candle briefly stops before it is suddenly extinguished and dark reigns again? She slowly opens her eyes the same time a grin forms on her features.
As you wish.... it will be Raven for now...from my vision. Kyre Raven.
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