When your heart splits open [Song]
12-15-2013, 06:27 PM
A lifeline, it would fall from the words of a wolf that lingered across the lines of the divine. Violet eyes so full of uncertainty would slowly shift to the words of the newly crowned. Her tail flicked behind her. I cant breath. Who am I? She watched the oracle carefully. Why did she care to know the story of ashes and blood? What was it to her? She wondered if her heart had lost its warmth. Could she feel? He had made her heart stir for a moment but could she feel more? ?You say, you want to work the divine into play?? her words sounded like her mothers. Riddles, she disliked those but it only seemed appropriate at the time. She shook her head. ?I left because, it was not my place to burn your crowning glory. I merely wanted to know if the one who destroyed everything. Who was so selfish to..? she rose with the anger. It was so unbearable. The hatred that filled her blood for that golden witch was always so choking. Could she be free of it? She felt so blinded and her ambitions were all so cruel. ?I hated your kind. All of you. For letting it all happen. For standing by and following a monster.? She hissed, her eyes all but blaming the new Sol for what had happened. Yet the hint of wanting more was deep within them. She needed a savior. She needed something more then herself. She needed a purpose to help her heal. Could she really find it here? ?Blood filled the ground. His eyes cast at my mothers whimpering cries as her own eyes closed with her sedation. Our kingdom fallen on unworthy paws. It was given to paws that held nothing more then a fantasy to uphold for her fucking puppet master. We were so happy. He had changed and we had a happy home. Mother cared about her wolves. All of them. She put them all above herself.. Even us.? She said sadly, so many times she had wanted to be with her mother but the pack had always come first. She was so close and yet so far away. It was like she was looking at two different parts of herself. The darkness sang of revenge and longing for all those that were involved to pay the iron price. They all needed to burn. Yet she saw the smaller bit of herself struggling to break free. To feel anything other then this hatred but could she really ever stop hating them? ?Where were you when this happened? What did you say when she told the story? I need to know if you stood by her choice. How can I ever put my faith in someone who would do the same?? she demanded, her eyes burning with her need to know the truth. Sure the male hadn?t been born yet and she had been nothing but a child. She was a small insignificant child whose pleas had fallen on deaf ears. Was that what she was? Was she a mirror image of revenge just as Jupior had done to her family? Was that the hate that harbored deep inside her soul? God she just needed a little push. Just a little push to help her cross the line and into her own skin rather then the skin that her hatred was carving out for her. Speech, |
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