sweetest submission- drinking it in...

K A L L I S T E

?darkness?flames?blood?

There was a sharp scream that echoed throughout the forest, and rang through the trees in which evil lurked. Somewhere beneath the bushes laid a trail of dark red, and led to a white form as pure as the snow. It laid immobile, and stained with a scarlet so bright you?d be blinded. There was so much? too much, in fact.

The female could be mistaken for a ruby in the dark, so precious and fragile, and deceiving to wandering eyes? However Kalliste was not a gem in the dark, nor was she precious and fragile. She was a hunter, a warrior, and regalia to those high enough on the ranks. And here she was, covered in her own cold blood, without a sound in the air but her own scream that died off with each haunting image flickering behind her eyes.

Without hesitation a tremor shook throughout her limbs, and set a fire in her nerves that vibrated her being. She bolted upright with regret flaring in her muscles as her body protested, and Kalliste panted, wincing in pain at the strain in her bosom.The sulfur and the smoke stung her nostrils and her lungs.

With the last of the demons slithering from her mind, there was a single vow made from the bottom of her heart: She would never feel this pain ever again, nor any pain after that. She would feel nothing.