“I beg of you pleadingly I dare not wear such a pale sickly green when in the presence of deep infatuation, for it is nothing more or less then that” Barley she grunted those words from her mouth. Her soft pink lips trembling at the horrific language that strummed her brain with thoughts of manipulation and abuse that her meek soul had left her. “Godless monster...” she uttered softer then a pin dropping, crushing what was left of his will, clenching it with more contempt then should ever have been known to a girl of her years. Her mischievous passionate affairs were at odds with her and them with the world, and yet she still plunged further into vengeance as single tears poured ceaselessly from her eyes. In the eyes of all she was the angel, the diamond in the ruff, but what is a diamond but coal, and that is what she was dark hard and brittle coal. In the depths of the corridor her distress rang eagerly piercing the ears of the only one there, and with a devilish smirk he raised to the occasion. He toddled along the dim hallway making only the negligible amount of effort to arrive at the infantile babe in misery. He swung low and reached for a small parchment that lay tear ridden in her trembling hands he smirked once more, “ Ah ha so you can read” and he continued into the bedroom before him. Her eyes stopped grieving as she shot into the room after him her face was filled with a tempest but in a sudden motion the storm in her recoiled as the mans cold eyes studied her with the same devilish grin. “Dés” he said softly his thick accent finally reared it self he took a brief pause to see the twilight wonder in her hopeless gaze he finished the word “espéré”. He moved closer to her and clenched her in an embrace he whispered in her ear “Do you know what that means?” her heart was beating quickly as she trembled. He grinned once more in her ear he nuzzled his and softly breathed across her ear and he rolled the answer from his tongue “despaired, as you are now.” He smacked her over the back of her head causing her to loose all consciousness she fell lip in his arms and he whispered once more in that foreign accent “Bonne nuit sans amour” and then dropped her as she fell hard onto the floor.
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 Twilight Of The Dawn · Thu Sep 07, 2006 @ 04:02am · 0 Comments |
