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Laverna New Member
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I'd rather die one thousand deaths than bleed by cuts of love...
Joined: Jun 2004 Gender: Female  Posts: 18 Location: Hell
|  | Renegade « Thread Started on Sept 19, 2004, 6:43pm » | |
"A Renegade Angel has no place in heaven...and I certainly do no'..."
Laverna slumped back meeting her best friends, the wall and the piller. The blue-tinted glass floor was cold and the hall was quite and echoing, hense that she wasn't talking out loud to herself, as she regularly did.
Her hair was silver as it had been as long as she can remember, like glass strands; and her eyes were dull and cold, lavender, yes, also as it had always been. Her alabaster skin stood out more in the dimly lit room and she truthfully looked half-dead. Only half because her breaths were deep, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes gleamed with actually neither life nor death but emotion.
Moving a loose lock of hair to behind her ear, her bitter-sweet gaze redirrected toward the sky. The night sky; and the only reason she could see it, was because the ceiling was made of glass, if not open. Her stare then fell down to the floor where she became mezmerized my the hell fire far below. The moon reflected in the glass floor but the Queen of Renegades barely noticed it, nor the soft drizzle starting on her head... (ooc: ceiling's open 'member?)
| Am I still breathing? Have I lost the feeling? Am I made of glass 'cause, you see right through me! I don't know who I am, and you're the only one who sees that! I can't ask these questions that cannot be answered today... |
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Ravan Junior Member
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One night a year, you can see my roots...I turn into a human...
Joined: May 2004 Gender: Female  Posts: 57 Location: at a computer desk
|  | Re: Renegade « Reply #1 on Oct 1, 2004, 8:39pm » | |
" And neither do most Demons, including me." Ravan said from the entrance, " I hope I'm not interrupting anything?"
| they step on the cracks,making them wider and wider they split me apart, further and further they want me to die, and break apart but when i do, i won't just slump over and die, invisibly, i'll scream, with rage and hate, and take you down with me |
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