03-16-2010, 01:24 PM
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| http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y199/l ... _table.jpg);"> -- There was not enough air to fill his lungs as his jaws flew open and the maddening sound that roared out of his throat was silenced by the beautiful sound of fire. His chest heaved and sank like the rising waves before the terrible storm. Teeth glinted orange and red as he shook with that mind numbing laughter. His clawed fingers bended and dug into rough palms that had once been soft enough to caress a lover’s smooth cheek. Now there was nothing left but the madness that had eaten thousands of souls before his. The fire danced and sung and Haku felt the rush of blood turn him, turn him into something more. Maddened eyes graced with an enchanted shade of a burning sky turned to the Dahlian, saw the loyal member grinning by his side. Blood. Sicarus’ grinning face turned red as the crimson current escaped out of holes matching Haku’s set of canines. Blood. The King’s hand was glinting with ruby and he watched the precious drops dance down along his wrist and elbow as he held it up in the dancing light. His orbs were laughing with their insanity as he watched the same red gush out of the wound in the other man’s belly. That beautiful colour. |