Be It Thunder Or Rain
02-18-2018, 06:14 AM
Dance with the Devil || When the babe started her journey the sun rose like a flower opening, gifting its petals unto the world. Amid the dancing raindrops was the blush of scarlet, the warmth of tangerine. Gazing toward the illuminated clouds, still beneath the ethereal glow, she felt at home in a way she never had before. The Desert surrounding her, the never ending sand that seemed to allow her trail to stain it only for just a mere moment before the breeze took it away, remaining a memory of what once was. By the time she reached the rich planatation the yellow ball of fire changed to hues of orange, and then almost tangerine. It merged with the sky, like juice-mix dissolving in a glass of water. The clouds were cotton-candy, as though they blushed at the warm touch of the sun. Heavy bones carried her across the sand hills and even though her soul was at peace her body was protesting against the journey even more than it was in the beginning. Heavy pawsteps became dragging limbs across the terrain and the only taste she could aquire was a dreaful taste on iron on her tongue.
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