03-09-2009, 08:41 PM
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She couldn't hear her; not really. The black, mangled face of the devil was wrapped around the glistening vision of God, and His blood was staining her fur with holy war. Sabeen would not have responded but for a sudden silence in her ears, all noise stopped, replaced with an infuriating buzzing that made her clap her hands to her ears. The invisible beads of the rosary shattered. Svara's smell finally registered and the woman spun on her heel to be spat at. There was a heavy moment of silence in the air as she tried to make sense of her daughter's form. The world was hazy. Her blood was hot. She looked into her daughter's face and was met with red eyes, red red red red the color of the devil's teeth, red eyes that burned burned burned and she dropped her hands, eyes wide with fury. 'Teufel! Der Teufel! Es ist Sie!' She cried, sharply, and lept forward, unaware of where she was or who she was. Svara's face was gone, replaced with a shadowy vision of a wolf, red eyed, fur coated in mud and blood, ears torn off. 'Ihre Augen brennen!' Sabeen's voice was rusty and hoarse as she cried out again, tucking her head and throwing her shoulders forward to hopefully knock the young girl onto the ground.