Her Name Is Styxx

Born of The River

Cold. The ground was cold and covered in a thick white blanket that spread endlessly for miles in every direction. The air was frigid and thin, small puffs of vapor exited a child's mouth as she walked alone through the snow. Crunching with each step, little footprints followed behind the child as she tried to follow the prints before her. But all too soon, the falling white flakes of snow covered the larger footprints the young girl was following and she was left stranded in the middle of a white plain. Tears froze over the child's cheeks as she tripped over a large rock that protruded through the soft snow. Upon looking back, the young girl wailed loudly when she took notice of a foot coming up from beneath the powdery ground. Pieces of fabrics flapped in the wind, and many of the wooden structures were buried underneath the untouched snow. Dread filled the child as she slowly picked herself up from the ground and walked further into the buried ruins of what looked to be a village. As she moved through the ruins, the ground below began to dip under her and suddenly she fell through a small hole. No longer in the wind, the young girl peered around the small cavern that she had fallen into. Icicles hung from the ceiling of the cave and there was no sign of life. Deciding that her best hope of finding help was to move forward, she placed her hand on the wall and walked on. That is until she fell again and slipped into something much colder than the windy open plains...

Opening her eyes, a girl found herself in a large luxurious room with dark purple drapes and black walls. There were a few torches that lined the room to shed light, but the room was rather empty. Groaning softly, the girl sat up and looked around the room slowly. Before the bed she laid upon, there was a massive door with intricate designs all over it. There was also a large desk that sat off to the side and a wardrobe that was situated next to the bed.  A mirror was placed across from the wardrobe, with a screen to block a person from view if they were changing. Taking a deep breath, the girl slid off the bed and ventured towards the mirror. A horrified gasp escaped her as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Instead of seeing a full face, she was shocked to see the bottom half of her face missing and in it's place, a bronze skeletal jaw that extended up to her nose. Her eyes were black with no color and on her temples were three small silver horns that barely protruded from their place. Her hair was dark in color, but it faded to a blonde near the tips. She continued to observe her face as she poked and prodded at her jaw and teeth. She wore a dark satin robe which covered her neck and arms from view. As she moved the robe around, she noticed that her neck and shoulders were black while the rest of her skin was pale. Tears formed in her eyes as she took in her horrific appearance, but continued to stare into the mirror before her. Finally tearing her eyes from the mirror, she stepped in front of wardrobe and took a look inside. Staring up at the coats that hung there, she noticed just how small she was compared to everything in the room. Stepping into the wardrobe, she found a pair of black pants, a gray shirt and a pair of black boots. Once she was dressed, the girl closed the door to the wardrobe and walked over to the massive door that led to the outside. Waiting a moment, she listened to hear if there was anyone on the opposite side of the door, but upon only hearing silence she departed her room. The door was much lighter than she had anticipated, and so leaving her room was much simpler than she initially thought. Taking in the sight of the hallway that she entered, she noticed that the walls were black with red drapes and brightly lit torches were mounted every few feet. Deciding that now would be the best time to find out where she was, she moved forward and slowly walked through the hall. Making several turns, the girl is now standing before a set of large double doors with delicate flame designs near the bottom. Lifting her tiny hand in front of her, she lightly knocks two times before taking a few steps back. At first nothing happened, but after a few moments of silence both doors opened slowly and a beautiful woman appeared in the doorway. The woman was tall with an elegant bronze colored dress that draped onto the velvety floor. She had olive skin and her eyes were a hazel brown. Her hair was a light brown color with natural light highlights, and she had small flowers adorning her hair.