Blackfoot Forest starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
in our town the hangman came, smelling of gold, blood and flame
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Ooc — jal
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Her beckoning scent pierced the morning air like a beacon parting the night, jolting him awake. Perhaps he would have left it... Cassiopeia existed only in his past after all. But there was something undeniably enticing in just knowing she roamed so close to him after so long apart. The chance to even lay his eyes upon her may not have ever come again, and simple curiosity would not allow him to return to his slumber without becoming unnerved with wonder. And so, he lifted himself with haste and latched onto her trail hungrily.

Vaati had never explicitly loved her -- though it had come close to it. What he had felt for her was a deep and ravenous possession, swallowing them both equally in its immeasurable strength. She understood him, in a crooked sort of way. She had shown him how far he was capable of going in order to break someone completely; to rip apart another’s very essence and start anew. It was as if he had broken every bone in her body and set them slightly crooked so that as she grew, she would no longer take the same form as she did before, but of something else entirely. He had crafted her to his will, and he would forever appreciate her for it. In the end, even she was unable to tell what she had become. A botched experiment, Vaati had reduced her to, upon her fleeing. He had never seen her again after that. Not until he found her weaving herself silently through the stygian night, vanishing in the darkness and reappearing in the humming light as the rising sun stretched and waned in the distance. He took his time making himself known to her, choosing to simply stalk her through the silent dawn rather than corrupt the timely peace with what was about to occur, for just a while longer. But it would not last forever, and he knew this. Before she could travel any further did he cut her off in her path, planting himself confrontationally before her. No words were uttered and they didn't need to be. The tension radiating off his body spoke enough for him.
for the sins of the unworthy
must be baptized in blood & fear
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RE: starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters - by Vaati - July 29, 2018, 03:11 AM