bluedreams
December 10th, 2010, 10:41 AM
This is just a little bit that I have written so far, Thsi just seemed to come out of nowhere.
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She sits crying curled up in the corner, tears strumming down her dirt stand cheeks. The bare wooden floorboards creak underneath her weight. She sits there alone, cold, defenceless and broken. The watcher sighs and shakes its head hidden in the shadows.
What a waste.
Is its only thought, It stands unseen watching listening as the tears ebb away, and as the sobs turn slowly into the gentle sound of breathing. The shadow waits as her eyes dropped closed; it waits as the rhythmic rise and fall of her small chest fads to nothing. It waits the breaths ceases to be heard. It stands and waits until life has left the room and its work beings.
She slumped sideways a dead weight lifeless. The watcher moves from the shadow, its face hidden by the hood of a full length black robe which falls open in the front to reveal a three piece black suite underneath. Its hands are encased in a pair of black leather gloves. It walks over to the young body its black leather shoes move without a sound. It kneels down beside her, looking her over. With one gloved had she brushes a stray strand of fiery red hair behind her ear. It sighs once more.
How unfair
It thinks as it notices the bruises, the cuts and scratches and the scares. It shakes its head and reaches into its robes inside pocket pulling out a small ornate and delicate pocket watch. It presses a thumb down on the watches latch letting its face flip forward. He watches for a moment for any sign of movement from the watches little hands. Once it was sure that the watch had stopped promptly he clicked the face closed and put the watch away and looked back at her. After a moment of staring at her motionless form it leaned down so that the place where its mouth would be was inches from her ear and whispered.
“Its time child, its time to go home”
For a moment nothing happened then it tried again.
“Its time for you to return to your mother”
That did it for her eyes snapped open, there colour slightly faded, she turned her head to look up at his hidden face.
“Mother?”
The form nodded stood and held a gloved out to her. She took it and the form helped her to her feet.
“Now here’s the next bit”
It side as it scooped her up and walked straight through the wall leaving behind nothing more then an empty room and the cold, lifeless and motionless dead body of the young girl.
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Please let me know what you think! Thank you.:D
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She sits crying curled up in the corner, tears strumming down her dirt stand cheeks. The bare wooden floorboards creak underneath her weight. She sits there alone, cold, defenceless and broken. The watcher sighs and shakes its head hidden in the shadows.
What a waste.
Is its only thought, It stands unseen watching listening as the tears ebb away, and as the sobs turn slowly into the gentle sound of breathing. The shadow waits as her eyes dropped closed; it waits as the rhythmic rise and fall of her small chest fads to nothing. It waits the breaths ceases to be heard. It stands and waits until life has left the room and its work beings.
She slumped sideways a dead weight lifeless. The watcher moves from the shadow, its face hidden by the hood of a full length black robe which falls open in the front to reveal a three piece black suite underneath. Its hands are encased in a pair of black leather gloves. It walks over to the young body its black leather shoes move without a sound. It kneels down beside her, looking her over. With one gloved had she brushes a stray strand of fiery red hair behind her ear. It sighs once more.
How unfair
It thinks as it notices the bruises, the cuts and scratches and the scares. It shakes its head and reaches into its robes inside pocket pulling out a small ornate and delicate pocket watch. It presses a thumb down on the watches latch letting its face flip forward. He watches for a moment for any sign of movement from the watches little hands. Once it was sure that the watch had stopped promptly he clicked the face closed and put the watch away and looked back at her. After a moment of staring at her motionless form it leaned down so that the place where its mouth would be was inches from her ear and whispered.
“Its time child, its time to go home”
For a moment nothing happened then it tried again.
“Its time for you to return to your mother”
That did it for her eyes snapped open, there colour slightly faded, she turned her head to look up at his hidden face.
“Mother?”
The form nodded stood and held a gloved out to her. She took it and the form helped her to her feet.
“Now here’s the next bit”
It side as it scooped her up and walked straight through the wall leaving behind nothing more then an empty room and the cold, lifeless and motionless dead body of the young girl.
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Please let me know what you think! Thank you.:D