

Autumn SirenSirenity pulled her tattered coat tighter around her body as a rather frigid gust of wind blew through the quaint litle village she lived in. Leaves that had been changed from green to the colors of the sunset swirled about her feet. Her waist legnth black hair tangled in the wind adding a slight fierceness to her already intimidating looks. the cold wind stung Sirenity's gray eyes forcng her to blink many times. the village that surrounded her was empty. All of the merchants had retreated to thei rhomes or to the tavern for the night to escape the brutal cold.Autumn Siren
Sirenity looked to the sky and watched the moon rise in sa


Untitled Writings Rewritten.Jezzalyn awoke to the howling sound of her alarm. Groaning, she rolled over and pressed the off button, her muscles protesting any kind of movement. Everywhere seemed to ache this morning, "One would think that choosing space over claustrophobia would combat muscle pain," she thought ruefully. With yet another groan Jezzalyn limped from her bed to her vanity. Sitting on the bench, Jezzalyn looked over the surface of the makeup table. It was white with black heiroglyphics and runes scattered about the surface and frame of the mirror in permanent marker.Untitled Writings Rewritten.
Instinctively, Jezzalyn's hand floated to the eyeliners, all but o


Untitle Writing 3Jezzalyn sat in the center of the forest listening intently to her surroundings. The wind blew lightly making her skin crawl, insects rustled in the leaved beneath her, the trees whispered the secrets of past lives that were within them, and animals scurried for cover from the new hunter. Suddenly the wind picked up and the scent of blood was in the air. Jezzalyns ears perked up slightly and her nostrils flared as she let the delicious scent fill her whole being. A pulse beat her sensitive ear drums lightly, luring her to indulge in a simple pleasure.Untitle Writing 3
Instantly she turned in to nothing but a shadow skirting across the fores


Good to goth -rewritten4-She woke to a bright light coming in through the thin curtains over the big window in her room. Getting up slowly she grumbled and looked through her trunk for her petticoat and corset. Neither of them were where she put them, she turned towards the mirrored vanity and found she was already wearing them. Did Miss Bradley come in and dress her? Shaking her head with confusion she crossed the room to the door and exited, suddenly she was at the top of the stairs in her home in Paris. What in the world is going on here?! she thought to herself frantically running down the stairs. SGood to goth -rewritten4-
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