Hi! I'm sorry this is so unbelievably short but I already submitted two stories today and I'm tired but I had to write something for Nassy because I just adore her! Enjoy!
This Place
-Nastasia's POV-
Fall in Flopside was generally chilly with slight wind gusts and temperatures in the 30s and 40s.
Perfect sign that winter would soon be upon the citizens.
Perfect reminder that Christmas was approaching and a perfect reminder that I would be spending it alone and sad.
I've had practice, I do it every day.
I stand by the pillar because life is a drag and nothing ever goes easy on me around this place.
They accept me and want to get to know me but I'm not home.
Home is the castle with the paperwork, clipboards, Mimi's fantasies, and O'Chunks's dirty socks! The castle within that marks Dimentio's death along with the reincarnation of Mr. L.
That's home.
Home is standing on my platform with him taking up my empty heart at my side.
Home is the count who I miss with all my being and think about with all my spare time. Now to think about it, with no work, every time is spare time.
I like to stare at the light blue pure heart that's encased by the smooth marble but at the same time it's torturous. Around here nobody cares real much about where it's been, just as long as it's still here it's all ok.
This place is a rut that I'm stuck in, a bump in the road, a problem that will pass but if you ask me, my entire game has been made up of these moments.
I slump down against the pillar and sink to the ground, my high heel boots making a scraping sound as I descend.
A sigh escapes my lips because in this place, I'm not truly alive.
That's all folks! Don't forget to review PLEASE! I love all my reviews, even anonymous! Nastasia will be appearing in more stories but for now, goodbye! ~PurpleKittyFangirl