wake me if you're out there

*Anzhelika* · (This post was last modified: 09-10-2014, 10:55 PM by Anzhelika.)

Soft whispers intruded her quiet thoughts, the ivory sadist twitching her right golden orb, a sickening cough being choked up in her throat. 'You're a murderer. You need to kill. Unless the darkness will consume you and you will rot in Hell too early, my darling.' The voice spoke to her, pale ear instinctively flicking back. His low lyrics would sing out to her in a rotting chord, the way he said calling her darling so vaguely familiar to her. 'My Anzhelika. . .' His voice would call out in her mind with another sick whisper, ebony lips pulling back in a low growl. "And where the Hell have you been, Eric?" She would ask, voice laced with the usual wrath of disgust, and hate, holding no emotion. But, there was no response in her mind. No little Devil on her shoulder to tell her all the wrong to do in the world.

The ivory Queen would narrow her eyes in anger, sinking down onto her haunches, caramel dipped tail wrapping neatly over her large paws. She sat at the far edge of The Marble Wash, looking to find solitude instead of fulfilling her sadistic cravings.

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