Once —
when the sky was cloaked in the variegated shades of burnished armor and the earth was swathed in the scent of moss and rain, a stray bolt of lightning shattered the heavens.
It tore through the air, crackling energy deserted in its wake, striking through the dense foliage to kiss a wolf whose alabaster fur stood erect upon her withers and hindquarters.
Pure energy surged through her body — burning, electric — and as quick as it had come it left her singed and crumpled form alone in the wild.
In the distance, a raven cried: Remember!
It seemed closer now, biting through the haze of sleep. The woman's eyes parted just barely, black slits against a marred white canvas. The blurred, black form of a raven darted back and forth in front of her, taunting —
She stands lighting fast, catching the feathered beast in her jaws. Blood seeps through her teeth and down her lips, spilling down her neck. he does not consume the flesh before her, hungry as she may be, because the damned thing has taunted her and now it must suffer. She drops the broken creature, ripping sinew from bone without mercy. It is not enough!
Phaedra eyes the carnage before her, lowering her nose to it before smearing her face in, her body following. Crimson smears down her sides and feathers poke from between her guard hairs. Now she smells of the blood of two — her own, and the crow.
Fine. That will do.
Unable to return to her fitful slumber, the woman in white traces the cliff face, delicately stroking the edge between life and death with a careless ease and before long there was someone else, but it seemed as if the alabaster femme's mood might already have been ruined.
when the sky was cloaked in the variegated shades of burnished armor and the earth was swathed in the scent of moss and rain, a stray bolt of lightning shattered the heavens.
It tore through the air, crackling energy deserted in its wake, striking through the dense foliage to kiss a wolf whose alabaster fur stood erect upon her withers and hindquarters.
Pure energy surged through her body — burning, electric — and as quick as it had come it left her singed and crumpled form alone in the wild.
In the distance, a raven cried: Remember!
Remember!
It seemed closer now, biting through the haze of sleep. The woman's eyes parted just barely, black slits against a marred white canvas. The blurred, black form of a raven darted back and forth in front of her, taunting —
Remember!
She stands lighting fast, catching the feathered beast in her jaws. Blood seeps through her teeth and down her lips, spilling down her neck. he does not consume the flesh before her, hungry as she may be, because the damned thing has taunted her and now it must suffer. She drops the broken creature, ripping sinew from bone without mercy. It is not enough!
Phaedra eyes the carnage before her, lowering her nose to it before smearing her face in, her body following. Crimson smears down her sides and feathers poke from between her guard hairs. Now she smells of the blood of two — her own, and the crow.
Fine. That will do.
Unable to return to her fitful slumber, the woman in white traces the cliff face, delicately stroking the edge between life and death with a careless ease and before long there was someone else, but it seemed as if the alabaster femme's mood might already have been ruined.
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My luck, my love, my God they came from pain - by Lucien - October 04, 2017, 02:12 PM
RE: My luck, my love, my God they came from pain - by Hella - October 06, 2017, 03:21 PM
RE: My luck, my love, my God they came from pain - by Lucien - October 07, 2017, 01:02 PM
RE: My luck, my love, my God they came from pain - by Hella - October 08, 2017, 01:46 PM
RE: My luck, my love, my God they came from pain - by Lucien - October 14, 2017, 03:09 PM
RE: My luck, my love, my God they came from pain - by Hella - October 23, 2017, 05:25 PM
RE: My luck, my love, my God they came from pain - by Lucien - November 03, 2017, 05:49 PM