.Watch Me.Twist until it snaps, make it break, watch them fall.
"I can't keep doing this, Alli." Frustrated.
They all go down with a satisfying crunch, make them pay for what they've done.
Burn them all, burn them to the ground, they're already dead inside, they won't feel a fucking thing!
"AHHHRRAAA!!!"
I can't hear you anymore... why have you forsaken me?
Listen to the children cry, hear the prayers of the innocents, silently observing the mindless self destruction of mankind, drinking the life force of death.
You're losing it, Elli.
"Fuck you."
When did you become so bitter?
"Why did you have to leave me?"
You're talking to a dead person, .Watch Me. by ~vermilion--vermouth
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She watches with hungry eyes as he folds that beautiful body into a chair. He looks relaxed but she knows better. He never relaxes, never lets his guard down.
She wants him. Wants to feel those striking eyes on her, only her, truly seeing her. She wants to feel his lips against hers, not curved in their usual mocking smile or covered by the mask that she detests so much, for so many reasons.
She fears Like a Predator by ~vermilion--vermouth
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"He's not right for ye, lass."
"Neither were y-you," she reminds him quietly.
"Aye, me and the drink. Got a bit too much whiskey in me, I did. But surely ye know I never meant t' hurt ye, lass?"
She nods. "I kn-kn-know. But you know as w-well as I do that we j-j-just weren't meant to b-be." Her eyes are as soft as her voice, no longer narrowed and flashing in hatred. T .:Promises:. by ~vermilion--vermouth
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Night VisitorsEllion.......Ellion......wake up, Ellion.....
Eyes snap open, frantically searching for the source of the voice, and he sits bolt upright in bed, pushing the blanket aside and grasping at air. "Allion? Where are you?"
You can't see me, Ellion? Panicking.
Something cold touches his skin, making him shiver. "Is that you, Allion?" Hardly daring to believe.
Can't you see me? Mournful this time.
"Alli, where are you? Why can't I see you?" His turn to panic.
A muffled groan issues from the pile of blankets beside him. "Ellion, go back to sleep."
The cold touches his face this time. Ellion, I'm here, I'm back, can't you tell? Why won't you lo Night Visitors by ~vermilion--vermouth
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