let them see your black heart, baby

China Rose Lykoi · 05-25-2011, 08:32 AM

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Word Count → 3+ :: oh hi there, alaine is crusty. revive or archive?

The three sisters seemed to bind together, as perhaps they always would. Many times had the girls been separated, and many times had they found their way back to one another again. It seemed as if the three were magnets, circling and straying, but never able to resist the pull to their family - The toxic pull toward the blood-soaked kingdom of the Lykoi. Micah had always been a little different from that, a little detached. Maybe his clever, disillusioned mind had seen what the three bewitched Faes had not; The world was a dark place, a truly terrible place.

China was coming to realize such a fact, much faster than her sweet hippie brain could cope with. The nightmares were more frequent, and sometimes she refused sleep at all in fear of them, clinging to dusk and dawn with a smoldering joint and wide blue eyes. At such times, she felt alone - So horrible, hollowly alone. But then the sun would rise again, and her sisters would be with her, and together it seemed they could forget the terrors that waited behind closed lids. Razekiel, the madman. Razekiel, the murderer.

Clover and Sage were quick to echo her suggestion. Perhaps, together, their pleas would be enough to finally sway their handsome vagabond brother - It seemed so, for a moment later he relented. A bright smile swept away all traces of sadness and fear, lighting China's pretty doll face with a similar beauty to that of the sibling's mother. Eagerly shifting her slim weight from foot to foot, the hippie damsel released a soft whine of excitement beneath the flow of Micah's words. "Oh, yes, yes," She chattered, almost bossily, "You can eat meat, Micah Sunrise, if you can catch it." The silvery girl paused thoughtfully a moment, trying to think of some place where fishing or fowl-hunting might be possible.

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