But now this picture from me fades

The sound of stones being thrown is what first sent my delicate head shooting skyward, fear clearly evident in my golden brown eyes. The electric blue flame that hovered above my nose had intentionally grown more vibrant, increasing in size as my heart thrummed like a hummingbirds wings within the confines of my chest. I knew why the fireball nearly tripled in size but could I use it if I had become face to face with one of the men who had contributed to the ruins of what my life has become. Despite the shambles of what was left of me, my eyes search desperately for the one who lurked so close by. What could they possibly want with me?

The exuberant blue flame huddled close to me, it is like my security blanket, my only chance to escape if it came to it. My senses are heightened, the smells became more potent, my vision had become sharper, my hearing became clearer and louder. That is when the sounds ceased, I heard nothing anymore, the creature had ceased their approach. I could run now, I could make my escape, I could be safe, far away from this place. But this was not my character to jump at my own shadow, I usually found comfort in shadow. Something about being cloaked in darkness feeling appealing and somewhat safe despite the bad rep it had. That is when I spotted him, almost passing him by, but he would be hard to miss. The jet black stallions head elevated and just a look of what could appear as distress upon his masculine face. I could not see the distinguishable features that were his and only his as we weren’t in close enough proximity. My bluish glowing flame still hovering, like my own personal sun, I wanted to send it out to him, to see him better. I knew this couldn’t be Runik, nor could it be Cain. The features from what I have acquired were anything but them, I was silently grateful. I don’t know what I would do with another encounter from either them, but from what it looks like, today I was safe. From them at least. I didn’t know who this stranger was, looking at me blatantly from a little bit away. No words were exchanged, just the two of us looking at each other in bewilderment, maybe both of us fearful of the others for different reasons. But I had never met anyone who showed fear from me, it is nearly impossible to be afraid of a little blue bird. I was harmless, or so I thought.

Maybe that was why the freakish ghouls took a liking to me, I was the epitome of innocence and purity, that looked ripe for the taking. I was too much for them to resist. It was like offering a chocoholic chocolate, they weren’t going to pass up on the opportunity. Was this stranger, sizing me up, figuring out which way to torment to, beat me whilst I am fragile and unstable? Could he be the one to finish the job the others haven’t? Break me irrevocably beyond fixing. Fine, then lets get on with it. Just put me out of my misery, just..

I allow the bluish flame sphere to lessen, but not completely. Was he keeping his distance from that little thing? Then that’s when he advances toward me and I can see his body trembling. Trembling? What? Was he alright? I allow the brilliant blue flames to dissipate completely so it was just me he was approaching. I slowly but surely move a few steps to meet him, my head is no longer elevated to the skies but lowered to show him I meant no harm. A soft sigh escapes my obsidian lips that are soft as velvet, my honey brown eyes studying him again. I take note of his eyes, almost looking like blind man’s eye but different. Curiosity breaches the look upon my delicate face, as we meet only but a few feet away, his body still shaking ever so slight. My voice does not come out like the melodic lullaby it usually sounds like, but more of a voice that is unsure and careful. “Are you ok? I mean, is there something wrong? Your shaking..” Damn, I was no good at talking, I sounded foolish, stupid. A frustrated feeling washes over the fear slightly, but the fear still prominent. My teardrop sculpted ears flicker to and fro, picking up on the danger that can be lurking within the forest. Were we safe? Did he come to warn me? Was this a trap? My nostrils flare with trembling fear slightly, my eyes wide and horrified at how I could have fallen into his trap. My feet drag upon the earths fertile soil making soft scratching sounds.. “You, you aren‘t here to hurt me are you?” An almost inaudible tune that sound like soft trembling just slightly more than a whisper.