.svg/2000px-Google_Chrome_icon_(2011).svg.png){kind=icon}
01-08-2015, 02:44 AM
all the VOICES in my MIND
The voices heard her. But, the voices didn't care. They didn't even want to pay attention to everyone else that was there. You see, one second they were there and the next second they weren't. And that. THAT pissed them off. A hiss, a growl, a snapping noise, and then the shadows were back as Seele said to take her instead of that damn painted stag before them.
"FINE!" they screech, grabbing at her hair and dragging her forward, away from the painted pegasus. Claws digging into her flesh, cutting wounds at what seemed to be so weak. They tried to draw out bone. They tried to make it rain blood. And yet they were angry. Angry at her for not giving the world the messages they wanted it to be given.
"She will not follow the child. Seele will pay." the voices said, hanging in the air for a long time. And then, they tried to stab her all over. No more slashing, just stabbing. Tearing muscles and trying to break bones all at once. They wanted her dead. They wanted her to pay. And no one could stop them.
It was only when they were certain that there was no point of immediate return for the black, soul-hearing mare that they stopped, that they vanished from thin air. They only wanted her life in return for the lives that they had lost.
Fair, was it not? They seemed to think so.
"FINE!" they screech, grabbing at her hair and dragging her forward, away from the painted pegasus. Claws digging into her flesh, cutting wounds at what seemed to be so weak. They tried to draw out bone. They tried to make it rain blood. And yet they were angry. Angry at her for not giving the world the messages they wanted it to be given.
"She will not follow the child. Seele will pay." the voices said, hanging in the air for a long time. And then, they tried to stab her all over. No more slashing, just stabbing. Tearing muscles and trying to break bones all at once. They wanted her dead. They wanted her to pay. And no one could stop them.
It was only when they were certain that there was no point of immediate return for the black, soul-hearing mare that they stopped, that they vanished from thin air. They only wanted her life in return for the lives that they had lost.
Fair, was it not? They seemed to think so.
calling out ACROSS the line
