Eating fire
08-28-2013, 01:07 AM
Falling, the sound of it hitting the ground around her made her heart feel as if it were falling with the flowing water. Her ears were perked forward as she watched the world break free. Her tail flicked behind her, back and forth, swaying with the desire to end everything in one smooth leap of fate. The distraction had lead her to be careless but she didn?t jump out of her skin when she heard her name. One lone ear simply flicked backwards but she remained frozen in place. Mesmerized by the fire waters but she knew that voice. She had loved that voice for a long time. In a rather un-sisterly manner. Yet with her rage came her distance and she simply allowed her head to tilt in slow motion. Each movement was almost painfully exaggerated as she tilted her head just enough to allow her eye to rove in its socket to take in her brothers appearance. It was as if someone else held her strings and was moving her in slow motion. She looked at him, but said nothing; she had always been so quite and was always observing from a distance. She was a keeper of secrets and a silent stalker. Her violet eye looked at her brother, drank in his appearance, then slowly returned to focus on the spouting waters. She had said nothing. Allowed time to pass for a moment before finally breaking her mute behavior. ?Brother.? Was all she said, yet in that one word held all her rage, all her love, all her loneliness, and all her resentment for what was happening to their mother. Zara was taking advantage of their mothers broken state. She knew well that their mother couldn?t handle most emotional things. She had always been broken but the pack had kept her together but she had seen her break a few times. Only for brief moments but never this long period of time. ?I wonder how long the widow stood. Sitting by the windowsill. Drinking in her darkest wishes as she watched the world turn gray. Yet who she prayed to gave her answers, took away the heart thieves life, left her waiting in her web with open arms and soothing lies.? She said it slowly, in a creepy sing song way. Her eyes never left the waters as they dissipated and left the air moist and warm from their departure. She sang her song in a cryptic manner, just as their mother tended to do, yet with her sanity or partial sanity came clarity if you truly listened to her tale. ?We allowed the spider love, fed her greed and called her family, yet she cared only for her own darkest dreams.? She said finally, she turned her head again to look at him. To see if he understood her words, had he forgotten how to speak in riddles and rhymes or did he remember? Speech, |
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