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Yet another Lass and Arme fic. :3
She was always solitary, always unable to break out of her shell.
She was unable to love, unable to feel, so much to the point she was afraid of her world, afraid of being alone. She knew she was different, people shied away from her as if she held some kind of unfathomable curse.
She had tried so hard to be the same as them…but in the end, she was alone, always alone.
Fear. The darkness enveloping her like a cloud of fear, the stagnant taste of betrayal in the air. The blood. There was so much of it. So red, so warm.
It covered her hands, and her face, the streaks of red a constant reminder of her weakness. So...alone...her world closed in on her, enclosing her in the bars of her own sin. I don't want to be...alone...gunshots fired in the distance and the sickening smell of rust and salt filled her nostrils, the moon; a sliver of goldenness, hanging off the precarious peaks of the sky.
Scared…I'm scared…She shivered, wrapping her wounded arms around her as a tear dripped down her face, cutting tracks on her dirty cheeks. So…scared…
His white eyes...the blood...fear...alone...She squeezed her eyes shut, the liquid leaking out and spilling onto her lap, making wet spots on her plaid skirt.
'Mommy?' she asked, frowning at the war cries in the distance. 'Will they...' she gestured to the dying man that was laying on the bed of their hut. 'Will they kill us?' Her bottom lip trembled as she whispered the last words. 'Will they kill us like they killed Daddy?' Arme's mother smiled a warm smile and patted her head, drawing her into a hug.
'Of course not.' she murmured.
'You promise?'
'I promise.' She didn't see the silent tears that dripped off her mother's cheeks and onto her purple hair.
'You broke...our promise...you died...' She gasped, trying to contain all the anguish and fear that seeped out of her. 'They...killed you...' Her tears were flowing now, making visible puddles on her skirt. Her mind was consumed with one word before she was pushed deeper, and deeper into the pit of unrequited darkness.
Liar.
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The dull thud of her heartbeat was getting increasingly annoying.
Thump, thump, thump.
She was too tired to get up, too tired to move a muscle. She felt something underneath her supporting her weight, something that felt rough and coarse. Summoning all her strength, she turned her head to her capturer, but his face was masked in a black veil. She was hit on the head with something that felt vaguely like a club and closed her eyes, ignoring the stinging pain on her head.
I hope you kill me. She thought bitterly, clutching the leather bracelet on her wrist that she always wore. I hope you finally stop the pain…
She was deposited in a cold, stone castle and her eyes were covered by a gnarly hand.
'Mmm.' a sickening voice screeched in her ear. 'Now that the Queen is dead..I can finally overtake Serdin…' A loud cackle filled the room, and Arme's semi-conscious eyelids fluttered open, her heart clenching in icy fear.
'Who…who are you?' she whispered, her lips cracking as blood trickled down the wound from her head.
Blood. Her world spun. Alone. Dizziness was consuming her, the slow but solid drip drip drip of the blood pounding in her head.
'Don't worry dear.' The mysterious woman's voice uttered in her ear.
'You are absolutely…perfect.' And then she was turned over to the world of darkness, her eyes becoming a glowing, piercing white.
Lol. Prologues are very fun to write. :3 Review please! Give me some suggestions as well.
-R