this life has not been good, you see

China Rose Lykoi · 04-18-2011, 08:27 AM

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Perhaps it had been a while, or perhaps it had been no time at all. Lashes fluttered, breaking the porcelain stillness of the doll's pure features. The quiet within her head was cold and dead as the bird lay pale, moonlight coming to surrender her form to that of the shadow with flat ruby eyes.

For a moment, there was relief. A strange absence from body, as if the mind had been thrown in the fall and lingered now just beyond perception of pain, terror, danger. All thing that sought to steal swing song and wondrous beauty. She was a fragile thing, flawed by a frailty within light hollow bones and light mentality. Once, Lapis Lazuli had been clear and cool. When now they looked upon his face they were clouded, and the pain returned.

Of course it was he. Watching her ooze with such blank expression - The cool touch of fingertips that teased through soft charcoal and gentle silver. He had come for her; Perhaps he had come to kill her? Traitor. Such seductive tone whispered through her mind to brand him again, as perhaps it always would. Breath shuddered through the girl's skinny frame, a spasm made her tongue thick and heavy, and she gurgled slightly, panicked, before regain the use of airways.

A trickle of blood from a cut above her brow ran in a gentle rivulet, so precious a color turned dark ebony by the lack of sun's rays to color it. "Nggh-" Sounds choked in her throat, and the girl's body still seemed disconnected, unresponsive to the commands that rattled brain sent. A dull ache trembled up her left leg, letting her know that she was still alive. "- hurts," Came the strained moan, barely a hoarse whisper from clenched maw. Everything hurt, and she wanted to cry, but no moisture came.

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