Post by Ezekiel on Sept 2, 2006 18:36:23 GMT -5
[[Escaping light ]]
The dim figure stood, the haunting melodies of the dead played swiftly with the wind, the cool night was not hot but yet not cold, a perfect night in fact, but it was a pity he had to be in such a dismal place as a cemetery, he had stumbled up the place when wondering around exploring, the land. But surprisingly he didn¡¯t mind his dreaded location it was peaceful, and the night was clearly visible, the night enveloped in pure relaxation, leaving him in awe.
The lucidity of the night was hard to come to terms with because of where he was. He sighed looking around; the place was drowning in sorrow and loses. His cheeks held burgundy, which was very distinct upon his palled face, his face was clouded, he wish now that he had not wondered in here, there was no light here, only darkness which plagued hearts of sorrow and dispar.
The young man walked, his body was tense as the sapphire eyes went pale, cold stones. As he moved his eyes glimpsed upon the gravestones, but swiftly gazing away, not daring to look back. He sighed looking kneeling down, the sting of the words written upon a gravestone made his knees trembling, telling him sit or else fall, he sallowed the words hard ¡°Emily¡± he muttered wincing his handsome face, the boy let out a moan it was a childhood friend that laid upon the grave, a best friend, not knowing where was after she disappeared 3years ago.
The wind blow upon his hair emphasizing the bitter looniness that he felt at that very moment, the teeth clenched hard, a crystal tear rolled upon his crimson lips, his breathing was now rapid, was it coincidence he walked in here.
The dim figure stood, the haunting melodies of the dead played swiftly with the wind, the cool night was not hot but yet not cold, a perfect night in fact, but it was a pity he had to be in such a dismal place as a cemetery, he had stumbled up the place when wondering around exploring, the land. But surprisingly he didn¡¯t mind his dreaded location it was peaceful, and the night was clearly visible, the night enveloped in pure relaxation, leaving him in awe.
The lucidity of the night was hard to come to terms with because of where he was. He sighed looking around; the place was drowning in sorrow and loses. His cheeks held burgundy, which was very distinct upon his palled face, his face was clouded, he wish now that he had not wondered in here, there was no light here, only darkness which plagued hearts of sorrow and dispar.
The young man walked, his body was tense as the sapphire eyes went pale, cold stones. As he moved his eyes glimpsed upon the gravestones, but swiftly gazing away, not daring to look back. He sighed looking kneeling down, the sting of the words written upon a gravestone made his knees trembling, telling him sit or else fall, he sallowed the words hard ¡°Emily¡± he muttered wincing his handsome face, the boy let out a moan it was a childhood friend that laid upon the grave, a best friend, not knowing where was after she disappeared 3years ago.
The wind blow upon his hair emphasizing the bitter looniness that he felt at that very moment, the teeth clenched hard, a crystal tear rolled upon his crimson lips, his breathing was now rapid, was it coincidence he walked in here.
