Klorist

Klorist

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Beth By BviviRouge Updated Jun 29, 2012

Her eyes stung from blood that trickled down her face, eyelashes dabbed in the crimson liquid. Or was it the tears that her pride has kept from her for so long, with what she was looking for, for it to be so tangable and right infront of her, it disolved instantly below her touch, shrouding her in the pitch of darkness she might as well of been blind, reaching out to what shes been fighting for, the sound of a snap, a feeling of crumbling glass tore through her palm the sharp pain taking hold of her last glimce of mental stability, it was over.

Awoken by the pain she felt, her body cold in sweat she shook herself awake, eyes shot open as she took a sharp inhale of the stale air that clung to the walls and ceiling of her small bedroom, huddled to the corner of her bed she caccooned herself in the warmth of her blankets, leting the tears she held back in her nightmare flow from her emotion. She sat there, paralyzed in shock for the rest of the night, her eyes torn open never to blink it...

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