| Crimson |
03-07-2004 02:37 PM |
Simple Mistakes
(Ok, here is a little rp I'm doing just for the fun of it, it has a story line to a point, but other than that, take it as you go. Just play along, and will see where it takes)
*The sun was setting, creating a beautiful sight. The darkness of the air, filling the space above her head known as the sky. Cooling all the warmness of the busy people below, but other than that, there was always the stars to glance upon. The only light in the void of a huge puzzle. Each small blazing dot, an exit, to find and figure out. Then again, never forget the moon that was always there till the day the sun seemed crule. The foolness of it on this night seemed unreal, as if it was really drawing your very soul to it, but there was no time to think about that now. Not for her. She worked her way through the dancing people all around on this mardigra day. Pushing and shoving her out of the way, no matter how hard her efforts were made to pass them. So she grew small and eased her way through. So gently it must of been hard to see. Her full gown brushing past everyone in their own comotion, their own little world....Everyone...seeming so happy. She envied them all, pleading for a answer as to why she couldn't be that way, but then again, we all know that there is not always an answer to every question. She comes to a stop in the center of the plaza, along with her thought doing the same. Here, her features are finally seen, but even with this, she still seems to be hiding. Her dress pure black, with white engraved at it's sides, as if trying so hard to over come it, while upon her face a simple crimson mask lay and glittered pale white wings to do her costume off...*
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