Post by Endora Dranei on Jul 11, 2016 3:48:53 GMT
Some DREAMS and MEMORIES are realities, I won't forget them, for nothing will ever match them. ((Listen to her sub-theme)) A soft sigh escaped the young woman as she slowly made her way from the castle grounds off to the abandoned area. Her gaze slowly lifted to meet the broken down buildings and then crimson eyes shifted to take in the other parts of the area. Everything was so... Old and so very broken. Was that how she'd end up now? Old and broken eventually? Her throat tightened up and she swallowed. While she was fine with her mother and brother staying human and she was fine with standing by as they passed like they should do naturally, it still hurt a little to think about just how much time had already been lost. Ruined all because of one person. A cold breeze hit her rather hard but she barely even felt it, after all her body was cold now wasn't it. She was neither alive, nor dead, and yet she chose this... She chose this over dying so young that she could barely make a difference. Coming to a halt her eyes slowly wandered the empty streets at a crossroads and she herself slowly sat down. A little lost. I suppose it's bad to leave me with my own thoughts, all I ever do is destroy my own happiness with realities that will come to pass... Then again for someone who'd accepted her fate... It's not unusual is it? Well, she didn't think it was unusual, she had, in essence, cheated death. She stole something that belonged to Death. A life. It would need to be returned eventually wouldn't it? But not yet. Maybe eventually when her partner passed on and she had nothing left to live for, she'd just let herself fade away in to nothingness. After all by that point, her mother would be gone, brother would be gone, every other relative apart from perhaps children of her own who might be fully grown by that point. That or she might, eventually, lose her mind. If I should go mad, and no longer am myself... I'd rather die I suppose... There wouldn't be any semblence of me left after all, it'd just be putting me out of my misery at that point. She leaned back against the wall she was closest too. Looking down the street as the sun set on the horizon. Pale and cold skin bathed in a warm glow, until of course the sun slowly retreated behind the buildings and down under the lip of the worlds edge. Then there was only cold. "I really do need to stop worrying so much... " She murmured to herself as she shook her head and sighed. Why do I feel like I've done something wrong against nature?... Like if I'm not careful I'll be swallowed up whole by the very ground itself... A never ending feeling of guilt, because I accepted what was going to happen to me... Then it's like a dream come true with a catch of course... I live for an eternity unless I'm killed, I get to do the things I always wanted to do, have a non-abusive partner, have the possibility of having children if I can even bear them with this body of mine... I get to have a family... One that isn't... broken beyond repair... Call me greedy but I want it all, everything, every last bit of it. I want to make something of myself, I want my own family, I want books, money, to be happy constantly, for my partner to be happy, to experience everything the world has to offer me... Though even with all these thoughts, all this darkness lurking in my mind... I don't feel sad... Not even the tiniest bit. Oddly enough she had a gentle smile playing on her face as she sat there with her thoughts. She wasn't sad at all, if anything, she was content even if she did feel guilt, even if she did feel like a cheat or like she'd done something terrible without even realizing it. She was happy really, with how things had turned out, and if she had done something so bad it warranted some form of punishment, she would take it, she would take it all so long as she could continue to live and be happy. If it meant someone taking her tongue, or perhaps her ability to hear, she wouldn't mind, she'd happily give up her tongue and ability to speak in order to continue on with the way things were now. My old man is probably laughing at how pathetic I am from the grave... Now her smile faded, somehow, that one thought rubbed salt in to old wounds and she shook her head. Not worth it. She returned to smiling. He really wasn't worth the effort or the memory. Her heart was still bruised after all, it was healing still, even if she wouldn't admit it, even if she despised the man, he had left a wound so deep from when she was a child that it was still healing even now and his stabbing her, trying to kill her, reopened it. She'd just have to let it heal. When she looked at the time she blinked, had she really been out here that long? In the silence of the world? Three hours had passed and she didn't even notice the time fly. She was so busy watching the sky and falling deeper and deeper in to her thoughts that she hadn't noticed the time pass by. Slowly she stood up and she started to walk again, but not home, no, deeper and deeper in to the abandoned area because in reality... She was lost. She had wandered to far off the main path, she'd never explored the ruins properly and now? Well she could. So she would. Even if it was creepy, she would remain strong and vigilant. Even as memories of her brother and mother being there for her all the time until recently flooded her mind. She realized how fragile she had been really. Even if she endured, she was still, so very fragile like a glass box, if it drops in the right place? It'd shatter, but other than that it might crack but is sturdy none the less. I have him now though, I needn't trouble myself over being weak, fragile, in the way... I'll learn to fight properly, how to use the abilities I have properly... She nodded as she conjoured up some small dark shards and they wizzed by her head off in to a wall. They were far too small. So she made them a little bigger, and she repeated the process until she had a good handle on it. She was tired by the time she finished though, and hungry. Good God she was hungry. So off she went hunting in the ruins because somewhere near by she could hear voices so she honed in on them. Slowly walking out from the shadows as two men hauled some poor girl behind them, she didn't look like she was from the hunting area, no, she was well kempt, her clothes were designer, she was from Trinn or Droya and she'd strayed too far out. Endora shook her head before she used the shards on one of the aggressors the shards tearing through his body like a hot knife through butter. Then her gaze shifted to the other and she waited, as he had to make a choice, let that girl go and deal with Endora or pick the girl up and run. Of course he didn't like either option. Instead he grabbed the girl and held her as if she were a hostage. "Before you do the whole 'she's my hostage I'll kill her if you come any closer' speech. I'd just like to stop you to tell you I honestly don't care about her well being. She's no one I know, nor do I care about her. So here's an offer for you, why don't you let her go and I'll chew on her instead and you get to run off and live unlike your friend there. Mm? Sound good?" The girl of course started crying, but the man was eager to go so he threw the girl at the young woman, Endora caught her and slowly sat her down lowering her voice to nothing above a whisper to tell the girl she wasn't going to kill her. It wouldn't be right after all and that she should hurry on home and not come out this far again. Off the girl went and the guy was already most of the way down the street so she sighed and rushed after him, taking her coat off to make herself a little more aerodynamic as she ran. Usually she'd have been aching because of the scales but now? No pain. Not a single bit. As she closed in she launched herself at him in silence tackling his waist and sending him to the floor before she knelt down on his back and quickly without any hesitation bit down in to his throat, warmth flooded her mouth. Liquid rushing over her tongue as she swallowed and drank her fill before she let go of the guy, he was still twitching, alive, so she closed the wound on his throat up and then finished him with shards in order to make it look not like a vampire attack but something else entirely. Now that she was done, she turned and started heading back the way she came, picking up her coat along the way and trying to figure her way out of the abandoned area. This is what I get for exploring alone... She sighed as she thought to herself while wandering, now how on this silly planet was she supposed to get back to the castle? Maybe her man would find her? Or perhaps someone else could help her out, either way it was better than nothing. |