At the densest section of the forest, there is a brief clearing where a steady flow of water streams down the slippery stone staircase. The water here is cool and refreshing.
Staircase Falls has been rumoured to be the place where reality is met by magic; where peaceful spirits dwell. They are rumoured to have healing powers that are used to help the desperately hurt, though no one has experienced this, except for, perhaps, Kaive.
give them nothing IP: 70.56.229.236 Posted on July 27, 2012 at 06:08:30 PM by bane
talk to the mask bitch: 640 the lass seemed to be in thought. if she wasnt going to ask another quettion or at least speak up enough so that he could hear (for no one can read anothers thoughts) the vampire was going to leave her there by her lonesome. the girl had quite the handsome amount of charm to her. any other male would have most likely taken a second glance at her. give her the up down look that meant her paws matched her eyes with just the right amount of perfection. however this fuhrer was not like other males. he was stoic. unmovable. no amount of force could place him in the line of traffic of an oncoming train. no amount of speed could send him into the road and cause him to hesitate- like a deer in the headlights of an old baby blue chevy. foggy lenses blinked once. it was obvious he was waiting for her.
other than that- emotions were to himself. locked up and kept close to a safe where the rich keep their priceless valuables. what is your name then? her untouched maw glints in the waxing gibbous of the moon. one word slipped through the cursed mouth that was covered with four slash marks into the delicate tissue of the narettes. monotone. bane. easy enough. he had been given her title as the first thing she decided to say. this was no different. she did not have control over him nor did he her. but there is a sense of power in names. you must be careful whom you call your friends.
the coal and fire demon turned his bodice allowing his crimson markings catching the pure white moon rays that were reflecting off the atmosphere as well on the water. it was an eerie feeling. summer is coming to its end and fall will soon be on its way. but the fireflies still float around and glow as if they too can feel the rushed arrival of the coldest months of the year. bane has experienced too many of these. when he was young he did not know the meaning of the word seasons. it was an endless winter in the arctic he grew up in. but this is a story for another time. he hardly has the freedom now to be thinking about what he considered to be a home.
the mockingbird shivers against his words as if she too can feel the icy aura coming off the pest in frantic waves. he does not turn to face her but he does sit down. today is going to be a long day... isnt it. well let me ask you how are you from hell? summerleaf here sure was prodding him with a sharp stick for answers wasnt she? she wasnt going to get this one. that was a personal question. how are you from your mothers swollen womb? oh sweet love is it not enough just to know that you are facing a creature that should not exist? but no- she is far too naive for such. perhaps she has grown up in the pleasantries of family. perhaps she has never felt her stomach turn upon itself when starvation set in. perhaps she knows not the meaning of starvation.
craving. bleeding. manic starvation. she would not understand even if the tsar did have the heart to tell her. best to keep children away from the troubles of their elders is it not? if she was indeed given everything she ever wanted... she was a creature known to him as a land-dweller. an angel from above that was as innocent as a newborn babe. and he was a demon. the two... they dont mix. its easy to see the reason as to why.
