Author: Jomasten
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Persephone woke up. Simple enough opening, but the fact that she had been sleeping in a ship that had been going through the Warp a while ago was something new.
So, it came to a surprise that when she looked outside, she came to witness not the twisting darkness of the Warp, but a bright and rather cheery-looking village.
So confused by what she was witnessing that she didn't realize she was outside the ship, gaping at the little people crowding around her. The munchkins, only coming up to her thigh, oddly looked dressed in what looked like leather-versions of the World Eaters legion armor.
"The witch...The witch is dead!" One munchkin suddenly shouted.
As the World Eater look-alike munchkin began singing and dancing, angrily happy she had to note, she turned her head back to the ship. Then blinked.
There, decidedly squished underneath the mass of the ship, was what looked like a Daemonette, whose feet were now curling like a shriveling prune.
She wondered if she was trapped in the Warp.
The chief of the little village, who bore a striking resemblance to Primarch Angron, came to congratulate her, she made an expression of wanting to go home.
Then things became blurry from there as the Good Fairy, who bore a resemblance to Serenity, granted her a pair of red boots, then sent her on her way to meet the Primarch of Oz. Or something along those lines.
Which didn't explain why she was walking along the eagle-bricked road, a golden-colored brick with the black outline of the the Imperium Aquilla. And for some reason, a dog who bore a superficial resemblance to Primarch Leman Russ came along with her.
Puppy was not the right word. It was more like a wolf that came up to her shoulders.
She still called it Toto, though.
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