SHE'S A KILLER QUEEN
09-28-2014, 10:36 AM
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? her mourning has ceased, indifference the sole emotion left to plague her as a result of her { darling } brother?s ABANDONMENT -- no longer shall she weep and pine for a boy so negligent, and no further shall she aimlessly journey across the earth in pursuit of him. rather, the porcelain doll has made an irrefutable statement of independence by returning to the lands of her birth unaccompanied, uninformed of her sister?s retirement from her crown, and consequentially, ignorant to the fact that the elysius? misted crypt is under new { and undeserving } possession. thus, as the pompous princess approaches the familiar enigmatic scenery of her former domain, she readily disregards the borders, nimble limbs propelling her beyond the threshold with an aura of supremacy and contempt, pastel gaze frantically surveying her cryptic surroundings in search of her pallid matriarch. velveteen nostrils guide the princess to her kin?s dwelling, strides tentative as she breaches beyond the entrance and into the lion?s den -- a bold { or was it stupid? } notion if any. the overwhelming stench of rotting flesh welcomes the elysius dove and her porcelain countenance scrunches with disgust, vivid gaze immediately locating the familiar and battered physique of her only sister, loitering toward the rear of the miniscule enclave. a grin threatens to tweak velvet lips, and yet, as her pupils trail down the length of artemis? form and onto the revolting object at her paws, the dove surpasses the urge, a singular brow quirking upon her forehead with discernible intrigue. she halts within the entrance of her sister?s domain, encumbered by momentary silence as she observes the pale tyrant with curiosity, her rump greeting the earth with a faint thud. ?artemis,? she unveils her looming presence with a murmur, countenance now void of the emotion it previously held. |
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