Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
The roof of her cell was leaking again. She pushed the bowl from breakfast across the floor with her foot, searching for the drops. She didn't dare move from her corner for fear of being discovered. Screams seeped through the walls around her, but oddly there was no pain with them. A sudden splash of wet on her toes said she'd found what the spot. She left the bowl there and pulled her knees to her chest. She leaned her head against her cell wall and let her thoughts stroll lazily through the dark forests of past and future tragedies.
Howls and pleas echoed down the halls as an other was escorted further into the depths of the infirmary. The begging subsided while the group slowly passed Sa'crets room. Pain crawled up her spine and trickled outward to her fingers and toes. She sunk a little deeper into her wall but the shadows did nothing to ease her pain. Then it was gone, the voice cried out, and Sa'cret was left empty again.
A few moments later her door slammed open and two white clad men walked in.
"Alright Sa'cret," The taller of the two moved in, "The ShadowHouse says you've had enough."
Sa'cret stood and made her way to the men.
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
8/6/13
She braced herself with both hands against the wall and willed stilettoed heels to hold their ground. Heat rose within her and adhered her black dress to her skin. Her jewelery subtly clanked against itself in rhythm with his movements. She kept her breathing in check careful to stay silent while she listened for the others on the other side of the door. A playful smirk touched her lips as she heard him say her name.
"Come for me." She said into the darkness.
"You little bitch." She heard from behind her. He pulled her to him and moved her to a long forgotten couch. "you know you can't escape me."
"I'm sure I can." She countered, wrapped her leg around his and gained the topmost position. He had her again in the next instant and they met the floor harder than either expected. The impact knocked the wind out of her and only mildly stunned him. She didn't wait for her body to recover, she squirmed out from his grip and stood above him. "You won't escape me." She held him with a seductive gaze and placed her heel on his shoulder for good measure. "You are mine."
He maintained her gaze but remained silent.
She pushed him away and back into the shadows. "Go back to your darkness and lick your wounds."
"You're not rid of me my dear." He spoke in his true voice, a guttural sound that scraped across your bones.
"I never intend to be rid of you." A distant whisper as if she was already farther away then the room could possibly allow. "We live in Darkness, you will always be near my side. But tonight I have won."
"If you call out I will not hurry."
" I understand, I do the same." She shifted her feet beneath her. "Now return." She landed a stiletto deep in his flesh and the next moment he was gone. Back to the shadowed world they belonged, that thick darkness of infinite weight.
With a sigh she straightened her dress. A quick glance in the darkened mirror revealed little hope in hiding the altercation, but she adjusted what little makeup she had. She shook out her hair and settled on her best mischievous smile. Another deep breath and stepped out into the brightly lit hallway and made her way back to the main rooms of party.
"Come for me." She said into the darkness.
"You little bitch." She heard from behind her. He pulled her to him and moved her to a long forgotten couch. "you know you can't escape me."
"I'm sure I can." She countered, wrapped her leg around his and gained the topmost position. He had her again in the next instant and they met the floor harder than either expected. The impact knocked the wind out of her and only mildly stunned him. She didn't wait for her body to recover, she squirmed out from his grip and stood above him. "You won't escape me." She held him with a seductive gaze and placed her heel on his shoulder for good measure. "You are mine."
He maintained her gaze but remained silent.
She pushed him away and back into the shadows. "Go back to your darkness and lick your wounds."
"You're not rid of me my dear." He spoke in his true voice, a guttural sound that scraped across your bones.
"I never intend to be rid of you." A distant whisper as if she was already farther away then the room could possibly allow. "We live in Darkness, you will always be near my side. But tonight I have won."
"If you call out I will not hurry."
" I understand, I do the same." She shifted her feet beneath her. "Now return." She landed a stiletto deep in his flesh and the next moment he was gone. Back to the shadowed world they belonged, that thick darkness of infinite weight.
With a sigh she straightened her dress. A quick glance in the darkened mirror revealed little hope in hiding the altercation, but she adjusted what little makeup she had. She shook out her hair and settled on her best mischievous smile. Another deep breath and stepped out into the brightly lit hallway and made her way back to the main rooms of party.
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