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10-15-2013, 04:24 AM




"I am in love with the word of death, and the being of it all"


The moon shone on the lady with her perfect love right below her, speaking back with silent tones no one would be able too understand. Her lips curled into a smile, her scar overturning that smile into a even wader one, creepily giving off waves of malice. It began clear now, that she was standing over the dead body of a young lass that had pissed her off just minutes ago. Death, death was the love and the word and rush it gave her was just plain amazing. Sending shivers down her spine, as she pulled her paws over the body. The blood pooling at the head where she had crushed it. The beast laughed, gradually licking the fur on the back of the dead's muzzle. Her jaws locked on the nose, and she snapped down, down, until she heard the sickening moving of bones where they should not move. Too bad the dead was not alive, sometimes Ryu missed the screams, but it made them easier to run.
The blood oozed onto her snout, she licked it and sat next to the dead. The silver fae that had died, was rather boring. Ryu was half wanting to tear her apart now, to tear her apart and wait for the family to come find something they would never be able to recover. That was what she did, she made them, unrecognizable, and made the family loathe her with rage. Till one day they went insane themselves, and she could laugh to no tomorrow as she the giant beast crushed their necks and skulls until their life was sucked out of them.




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