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Re: Whispers In the Dark [closed]
« on: November 17, 2012, 01:41:06 am »
She removed her hand from the shadows, stepping back. He couldn't see her, so she swept no curtsy for him, but her tone held the reverence proper of the priestess. "My errand is unfolding smoothly. Things are shaping up well for the solstice ritual. Not a single hitch." That was She'd fixed any and all hitches. He did not need to know of such things. It was her job to see that wrinkles were smoothed over.

She paced away from the darkness, her steps clicking softly. That click changed to a different sound as she swapped her footwear. The cloak she wore was swept from her slight shoulders. She knelt down, cleaning the water from the ground, as it had puddled. While she worked, she kept her tone even, still respectful. One might simply think she sat and conversed with the shadows, rather than doing something.

"I have been sowing darkness in the heart of a dragon of flame, my lord. When you return to the world, your shadows' touch will change her. I have taken her for my younger sister." She picked up her brush, and ran it through the raven river she freed from it's combs. Right at that moment, she seemed to be trying to right any damage done by the falling snow. The hair falls easily to her hips like dark water, blue lights in that black mass.
« Last Edit: November 20, 2012, 02:00:34 am by Aska »
Name: Aska
Age: appears to be in her very early 20's
Gender: Female


"I wished on the seven sisters. Bring to me wisdom of age. All that's locked within the book of secrets. I longed for the knowledge of the sage...So the sisters smiled to themselves, and they whispered as they shown. And it was from that very instant, I knew I would never be alone."

"It's true. We're all a little insane. But it's so clear, now that I am unchained. Fear is only in our minds, taking over all the time...You poor, sweet, innocent thing, dry your eyes, and testify. You know you live to break me. Don't deny, sweet sacrifice."

"You're such an inspiration for the ways that I will never, ever choose to be. Oh, so many ways for me to show you how your savior has abandoned you...Still you pray, never stray, never taste of the fruit, and you never thought to question why. It's not like you killed someone. Not like you drove a hateful spear into his side. Praise the one who left you broken down and paralyzed. He did it all for you."

"When you scream, it sounds like a lullaby. When you beg, I get all gooey inside. Tonight, I take your eyes, mind and tongue to spread the word and watch your kingdom come... Once upon a time, I ripped the wings from my spine. But when I hide inside your eyes, I still pretend that I can fly. Tell me every secret, so you can fall in love, then fall to pieces. I need new voices in my head..I need new lovers in my bed to feed my secret appetites. I need your scent all over me. I need to taste this tragedy. I need to know with certainty that the nectar was worth the squeeze. It's just the way that we're deceived. It's the blame that stains us. This, this sweetest disease is so contagious."