Imeeji Idol Productions ([personal profile] idolpro) wrote2020-02-19 11:18 am
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Shrike's Heart (#2)

The woman before you is beautiful—fair of features, with lovely golden skin and luxurious long black hair, petite. You have the immediate and distinct impression that she's just let go of your hand, and she steps back, and smiles.

It's not quite a happy smile.

"I'm sorry," she says. "There's just nothing I can do, as things are. But the way is there; it just needs to be lit."

You open your mouth—maybe to say something, or to express confusion—but you have to cough, and taste something metallic, spattering black blood onto the ground in front of you. Then you realize—blood seeps from opening wounds in your arms, your chest, your stomach, your face. It rims your eyes and trails from your nose and you feel like you're dissolving—

—and you fall through the ground like it's the surface of a lake, and go down, down, down.

> Wake Up
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Re: THE RUINED TOWN

[personal profile] constellationprize 2020-02-20 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ She covers her nose and mouth with a hand in an attempt to better handle the smell, but before she can really get a handle on the situation - something happened ahead, she's sure, she needs to check on that, certainly there are people there that need help - the noise behind her has her turn sharply on her feet, eyes wide. ]

I-Is someone there - ?!