A king and his Peasants }} Minie }} Blitz
Apr 22, 2014 10:16:02 GMT -5
Post by k!ah on Apr 22, 2014 10:16:02 GMT -5
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Tonight I had decided that I would not take a victim, that I would not collect my pearls for this day. It almost physically hurt to even think about it… I wanted them, oh boy and I want them. I wanted to polish them up, to watch the light dance over their glowing exterior. I wanted to feel their grooves and craves… I just wanted them all. But not tonight, tonight was my night off.
Absently my eyes begin to search the skyline which was slowly goring darker and darker, small stars blinking hesitantly around the edges. They looked like shy children, children who were unsure weather or not they should be prying into the business of the sun. Day and night. Both were part of the same system, they both shed light upon the people who lived on this earth, but yet it was in two totally different ways. The suns rays were harsh and fierce, the moons sot and delicate but yet so mysterious. Sometimes
I liked to think I was like the moon n the ways that I was mysterious, but like the sun in ways I was harsh and fierce. It might be an odd combination- to be fierce yet mysterious. But thats what I was. But I also sought myself out to be like a king, above everyone else in this bug infested lands. I was superior, and if anyone told me otherwise I would not bash their face ion my most likely look down on them like the dirt they were.
A flash of movement catches my gaze- a steak of golden hair- and my mouth instantly twists into a scowl. I knew exactly who was lurking in those shadows. “I see the rats are out and about tonight,” I practically spit at the girl.