Fate's Emergence

•] VII [•

"To Throw Rocks and Hide Ones Hand"

     The sins all gathered with their dragons in the center of Middle Earth Island , watching giant sea creatures jump in and out of the water . "And those are ?" Ceres asked , relishing in the mystique of the creature they were to behold .

     "More importantly , who are all of you ?" Alizae questioned further , she was quite suspicious of the strange characters she found herself surrounded by . One by one they answered , distrust in their next words .

     "I'm Marisol , this is Ensosin and I'm the sin of Lust . Princess to the Kingdom of Lanterns !" Marisol was the first to chime in , her happy go lucky attitude softened the air for the rest to feel a sense of comfort . 'A princess , huh .' Iniko thought to himself .

     Marisol's short red curls paired with her ivory skin were a great accompaniment , she was just shy of five foot , incredibly stunted compared to the other sins , yet she was in her mid first century . Still considered a growing age in her kingdom . She blinked causing her reptile like eyes to peel over .

     "Names Nau'Jour , from the neighboring island east of The Kingdom of Lanterns . Sin of Sloth ." His voice traveled slowly , the sin of sloth indeed . Marisol was intrigued by his words . 'So close yet so far , how often I swam the shores of his island , never meeting .' Her heart beat a tad faster at the thought .

     Nau'Jour was the tallest of the sins , a whopping six foot and four inches . The others had never seen a monkey so large , let alone with personified characteristics . His blonde fur covered nearly the entirety of his body until it reached the bottom of his chin .

Those furs hadn't the chance to mesh with his speckled goatee . He was full of energy , especially considering today was the day of his Aetatem . A ceremony to usher him into the ranks of men .

     As the sun began to descend past the horizon the moon raced after to catch it . Barely missing it by a hair , "their love story older than written record ." Ensosin cooed , her voice drifting into the background as she stared longingly .

     "I'm Cypris and this is my sister Ceres , I am the sin of Gluttony ," she was soon interrupted , "and I'm the sin of Greed , home is the Sinai desert ."

  Barqael's heart chirped with hope , clearing his throat , "I am Barqael , and this would be Qilaan ." The twins quickly lit a torch in hand to illuminate the growing darkness .

     As the two stood together , Cypris was the youngest but she stood just a few inches taller than Ceres . They had dark brown braids wrapped around the crown of their heads hidden beneath their wraps and shawls .

Their mocha colored skin was littered with textured scars from rigorous training . But their battle scars paled in comparison to the fierceness of their amber eyes .

     "I'm Barqael , sin of Wrath , Prince to the sovereign nations of the Sinai Peninsula ." He spoke confidently , but the twins were very skeptical of his words . They shared a look of disbelief and a spark grew in their mind . 'He doesn't carry himself like one of us .' They began to walk through a path in the forest , leading to massive clearings .

     The twins gave Barqael a once over to examine the contents in his satchel . He stood proud with great posture , his skin an orange tint from living in darkness . Otherwise he'd share the same red tint as , what he felt , were his long lost subordinates . His braids were tattered and unkept . Some cut at the scalp leaving patches between each plat .