Freya stopped and sighed. "This fog goes on forver. I can't see a thing..." She muttered to herself. She cursed, annoyed at the fog's sudden appearance.
"I'll be right back." Alcyone was thankful for the fog cover. She walked and grabbed the books that she had gotten from B&N. SHe walked back over to them.
Ooc: G2G soon,
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
~Mark Overby
"Well, it certainly wasn't me. I can't control the weather, sadly. But I'll be able to find my way back." He shivered slightly. "It's like being in the land of the dead, where my daughter Hel rules."