Post by LadyBaratheon on Jul 20, 2015 18:48:30 GMT -5
Tiny, flickering flames rained down around Keira on tiny, floating ashes, amazingly alight even despite the pounding rain. Shivers racked her helpless form, as she fell to her knees and began to sob. Bloody hand prints stained the thighs of her skintight jeans, and with a jolt, she realised that the hand prints were hers.
"Oh god, what have I done?" the girl moaned between sobs, tears cutting lines through the blood smeared upon her cheeks as they traveled down to her chin, which was nestled in against her collar. A shadow in the already dark night crossed hers, and she looked up at her tormentor's hooded and shadowed face. The shadows moved momentarily, allowing her to see a dark smirk, making her shiver in terror once more.
"It's you, Keira...You're the Chosen One." A deep, masculine voice uttered the words, making Keira shiver even more in fright, a dark undercurrent running under his words.
"A... Chosen One?" Keira stuttered, too frightened to comprehend.
"Stupid girl. You will know very soon." The voice that came from her tormentor was now tinged with disgust at the pathetic figure of Keira, who was too scared to rise to her feet. He leaned down towards her, reaching out to grab her chin and as soon as he touched her skin, her entire body tingled with pins and needles, and just as she looked up, almost to see his face
She sat up with a start, her entire body covered in a cold sweat. "What the hell was that?" She asked herself quietly, looking around to see herself in a room that wasn't her own, its white walls looking vaguely clinical. "Fuck that, where the hell am I?" Keira asked herself more loudly, casting her memory back to try and remember the last place she had been.
"Oh god, what have I done?" the girl moaned between sobs, tears cutting lines through the blood smeared upon her cheeks as they traveled down to her chin, which was nestled in against her collar. A shadow in the already dark night crossed hers, and she looked up at her tormentor's hooded and shadowed face. The shadows moved momentarily, allowing her to see a dark smirk, making her shiver in terror once more.
"It's you, Keira...You're the Chosen One." A deep, masculine voice uttered the words, making Keira shiver even more in fright, a dark undercurrent running under his words.
"A... Chosen One?" Keira stuttered, too frightened to comprehend.
"Stupid girl. You will know very soon." The voice that came from her tormentor was now tinged with disgust at the pathetic figure of Keira, who was too scared to rise to her feet. He leaned down towards her, reaching out to grab her chin and as soon as he touched her skin, her entire body tingled with pins and needles, and just as she looked up, almost to see his face
She sat up with a start, her entire body covered in a cold sweat. "What the hell was that?" She asked herself quietly, looking around to see herself in a room that wasn't her own, its white walls looking vaguely clinical. "Fuck that, where the hell am I?" Keira asked herself more loudly, casting her memory back to try and remember the last place she had been.