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[Pharaon]

“All human wisdom is contained in these two words - Wait and Hope” -Alexandre Dumas She had been gone for sometime, wandering, thinking, waiting. For what and why she did not know, maybe she could not understand. But something subconscious drove her away, drove her on a journey of self discovery. And time passed quickly in this state, slipping like grains of sand through the hour glass. It was a year before the little dappled grey returned home. Autumn had once again taken hold of the land of Beqanna, but the ever green Amazons was just as hot and humid as she remembered. It is night as she neared the border. Her flame lace coat glows softly in the rising light of the moon, creating a warm, encompassing light around her. She pauses, breathing in the strong scent of the jungle flowers, and vines, and earth. Home. She knew her sisters would recognize her - whether by scent of by the tattoo she bore upon her forearm. She also knew they would understand and accept her absence. She was ready to begin again, to strive to make her home, her family better. Pharaon was ready for whatever life had in store.

ooc: back! Sorry I was gone for so long. Life is hectic Missed you guys!