-I had an extremely depressing thing happen to me. So something extremely depressing is going to happen to Shannon.
But something extremely depressing already did happen to Shannon(me).-
Shannon sat there silent as the grave. Watching them like that together made her invisible heart crumble into tiny invisible pieces.
When they kissed, when
they hugged, whenever they showed their love. She felt like
dying.
(But you can't really die when you're already
perceived as dead)
The Pumpkin King already had his Pumpkin Queen, and it wasn't who it's prophetized to be.
'They don't look so great together,' Shannon bitterly thought as she sat in this room all her own. With books fill of nonesense and a giant pile of inscense. A bed made of chicken wire and a mattress long retired. The walls were painted black and lined with spidery glass showing an outside world only in her dreams.
"Oh treacherous
lies!" she screams.
"Bring me salvation in the form of a
white stallion ready to take me away to a world where love can't
sway!"
A bony leg takes a quiet step into her room.
Jack doesn't say a word, for he knows he could love her, his rightful Pumpkin Queen.
But.. Sally.
So he lets the fragile skeleton girl weep upon her sheets.
-Sigh, next chapter later.-