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Post by Angelique on Apr 12, 2012 13:20:37 GMT -8
Fractured images flashed through her mind as she slept. Staring up at the Asylum hearing the growls of animals. Opening the iron door to see Amelia in a cell with Skry. Searching the snow bound town for anyone who might safely restrain the young woman. Handing the wire to Skry to bind Ame’s hands to protect her from herself. Each image came with a crack to her skull or a punch to her stomach. The feral little woman growling and reaching out for her, Sian awash in fear did what Skry said in an attempt to help.
Skry falling to the floor The gate door slamming open Amelia lunging through the air The crack of her skull against a stonewall Teeth in her neck Blood coating her skin Skry standing over her fangs bared “Help me…” Blackness
The music slows, its cadence dropping off a measure with each repetition. Silence echoes in the blackness the first silence in ages. Fire burning in her throat, igniting her stomach, flowing out to her fingers and toes it creates a drumming in her mind. The beat reaches out to bind her to it; a single chord mingles in the beat building in intensity. The sound in her ears deafening till it escapes her body in a scream.
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