Ill take my crown [Syren family only]
12-11-2013, 12:56 AM
And oh with the ease of a blossoming daisy and no less, petals folded and pleated to a callous black and stained in the center by the blood of her purity; Cynder would meander her delicate form onto the scene without any suggestions of hesitation. Mindless in her mannerisms and choices to hover the wake of Vyvienne, the minute banshee was dwarfed by the forms of her two far larger siblings. And yet, wasn?t she all the more beautiful? She would waltz towards the oozing form of Syren, feminine nose all scrunched at the lack of bloody appeal, ?You look a mess, Syren; you will be covered in god-awful, ugly scars.? She came to a realisation then, quarters folding beneath her to drop her frame earth-ward, sitting, girlish features cocked, ?Luckily beauty wasn?t your strongest trait, for it all ought to be ruined now.? |