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ivybgreenflower) wrote2004-06-30 02:24 am
ivybgreenflower) wrote2004-06-30 02:24 am
I just wanted to write this down before I forgot.
Random pieceling of a story...
He rubbed his hand where the nurse had just bandaged it. "She certainly did a number on you, didn't she? Evil thing. I wonder where she gets all of that... power?" She poured some kind of smoking liquid over the gash in his arm. He pulled it away angrily. The nurse paid no attention to him. After a few quiet moments of being bandaged and cleaned, he said thoughtfully, "What would you say if I told you I think I love her?"
"After all she's done to you? Twisting out your insides and making you swallow glass? I'd say you were crazy."
"Then direct me to the mental ward... I'm insane."
more randomness:
"You want me? Then come and get me." But before he could even lift a finger, she brought him up and flying towards her. He landed softly in her arms, both of them floating gently. For a split second he could see something... human in her dark eyes, something beautiful stirring deep inside of her. She closed her eyes quickly and brought his face up to hers and kisssed him. For a split second it was the most heavenly, divine kiss he had ever experienced- and then, suddenly, he felt as though he were swallowing molten lava. His throat burned and he felt fire going all down his body to his legs. Suddenly, the sensation turned to ice and he felt his insides go numb with cold. He felt as though his organs had frozen- and then as though the ice had shattered. Shards of glass were lodged everywhere down his throat and just as suddenly as it had begun, it stopped. All he was left with was a terrible throbbing through every inch of his body. He caught a glimpse of her beautiful eyes before she caused everything around them to fall into complete darkness. He felt her pull him closer to him, her arms pitifully clutching him- and then, she pushed him away and he fell for what seemed like hours before hitting the ground and being knocked into a daze. He lied where he was, afraid to move... he felt a pleasantly warm sensation tickling his cheeks, which turned out to be her tears. The last thing he felt before he fell completely unconcious was her right arm being flung across his chest and her left hand clutching his.
She was capable of feeling love, of loving him, but her love could not be felt by anyone else... she was doomed to forever hurt the ones she loved.
What do you think... would it make a good story?
Ivyette @ 2:40 AM (hahahahah)
He rubbed his hand where the nurse had just bandaged it. "She certainly did a number on you, didn't she? Evil thing. I wonder where she gets all of that... power?" She poured some kind of smoking liquid over the gash in his arm. He pulled it away angrily. The nurse paid no attention to him. After a few quiet moments of being bandaged and cleaned, he said thoughtfully, "What would you say if I told you I think I love her?"
"After all she's done to you? Twisting out your insides and making you swallow glass? I'd say you were crazy."
"Then direct me to the mental ward... I'm insane."
more randomness:
"You want me? Then come and get me." But before he could even lift a finger, she brought him up and flying towards her. He landed softly in her arms, both of them floating gently. For a split second he could see something... human in her dark eyes, something beautiful stirring deep inside of her. She closed her eyes quickly and brought his face up to hers and kisssed him. For a split second it was the most heavenly, divine kiss he had ever experienced- and then, suddenly, he felt as though he were swallowing molten lava. His throat burned and he felt fire going all down his body to his legs. Suddenly, the sensation turned to ice and he felt his insides go numb with cold. He felt as though his organs had frozen- and then as though the ice had shattered. Shards of glass were lodged everywhere down his throat and just as suddenly as it had begun, it stopped. All he was left with was a terrible throbbing through every inch of his body. He caught a glimpse of her beautiful eyes before she caused everything around them to fall into complete darkness. He felt her pull him closer to him, her arms pitifully clutching him- and then, she pushed him away and he fell for what seemed like hours before hitting the ground and being knocked into a daze. He lied where he was, afraid to move... he felt a pleasantly warm sensation tickling his cheeks, which turned out to be her tears. The last thing he felt before he fell completely unconcious was her right arm being flung across his chest and her left hand clutching his.
She was capable of feeling love, of loving him, but her love could not be felt by anyone else... she was doomed to forever hurt the ones she loved.
What do you think... would it make a good story?
Ivyette @ 2:40 AM (hahahahah)
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The last line especially made me want to read more...
Add that to your growing list of stories you still have to write.lol.
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Red snow in the morning sun is most beautiful
Love, luck, and lollipops
-the bringer of White Death
Re: Red snow in the morning sun is most beautiful
...I don't think I want to write about cannibalism; personally. I prefer normal deaths like swinging from chains and being hit by giant hooks and the like.
:)
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Whateverrrr.
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