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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Sept 16, 2006 12:34:49 GMT -5
Cause I Don't Think They'd Understand......
Dark tombstones..... Graveyard soil.... Candles.... Weeping Jesus on the cross.... A young orange haired woman stood before the weeping Jesus, her eyes shadowed. Owls roosted in bare trees that never grew leaves as night hawks screamed their sorrow filled cry. Cradled in her arm, a young, past fox kit rested, its body cold from the loss of its soul. Before the girl, candles made a ring around a dug hole, just big enough for the kitten. In one fliud motion, the young woman kneeled down before the hole, gently placing the kit in the hole, tears running down her face. A hole createda ugly hole in the kit's side, the escape for its soul. Dirt soon covered the kit and the woman stood back, now crying.
When Everything Seems Like The Movies.... I Just Want You To Know Who I Am..
The young woman sat on a large tombstone, staring at the fresh small grave. At the head of it, its said,Here lies a young life, taken too soon from the loving arms of Now. May it rest forever in peace. Tearswere dried on her face, now dark and drawn in, her almond eyes glittering. A razor blade laid next to her, blood trails on it. She carved the cross on her under arms and was resting from making an angel. Pain had spazed through her body but it soon passed, just numbness taking over. Dark eye looked up at the moon that was staring down at her. Turning away from the moon, she continued to carve, her face tight.
Sometimes You Have To Bleed... Just To See If Your Alive.... |
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Post by Melanie on Sept 16, 2006 12:43:45 GMT -5
Melanie was just taking a simple walk, trying to clear her mind of everything that had happened lately. The horses graves were here...she had had tomb stones made for them so that they could and would be remembered. It was her own decision, and she didn't care if Kyle backed her up on it or not. It just didn't matter. She walked easily, her hands in the pocket of her vest, her mind whirling. She had adopted Nicki from St. Mary's...and she wanted to connect with the girl...but it was so hard...so challenging. But she couldn't give up. She wouldn't give up. Taking a deep breath, she pressed onwards, trying to decide on what she could do. She had been depressed lately because of what had happened, and that wasn't something she wanted to keep going through. It was worse then anything she could ever imagine. She had all of her horses to take care of..she had to care for a teenager that had lost her family and her home..and she had the dogs and even her brother now. So many responsibilities had piled up onto her shoulders, and she jsut didn't know where they had all come from. But they had come. Shaking her head softly, she suddenly caught a glimmer of light from the corner of her eye. She didn't want to intrude on the vigil...but something told her to go over there. Furrowing her brow...she changed her course and headed over, her footsteps silent upon the ground.
Seeing the person's form facing away from her, she decided it was probably best to speak so that she wouldn't scare them. But trickles of blood reached her eyes, and they widened in shock and fear. What were they doing? Were they going to kill themselves? Seeing the small hole in front of the form..she figured something was buried isnide of it. And then the fire allowed her to see glimpses of the young woman. It couldn't be? Firey orange hair..the skinny body..no. She hurried forward, shock coarsing through her veins.Nki! Nicki? What are you doing? Her voice held fear and worry more then anger or anything else. Why was the girl doing this to herself? She rushed forward and was on her knees beside her before she did anything else. She wanted to rip the razor from her hand, but she knew that wasn't the best way to deal with this. Her amber orbs searched Nicki's carefully, hurriedly, trying to pinpoint the problem. |
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Sept 16, 2006 12:54:16 GMT -5
These Iron Bares Can't Hold My Soul No More.....
Nicki.. That was her name.. she had almost forogot.. Looking at the woman kneeling next to the tombstone she sat on, she set her razor aside, her brow furrowed.Why are you here? she asked curiously, the words Lord, Christ, and a cross red on her arm. The moon was brihgt enough to maybe be a sun but she didn't look at it. Night hawks continued their flies and the bats were coming in now. Far off, the cry of a fox sounded, cutting into Nicki's soul. SHe was looking for the dead kit, the poor kit.
I Reach.. For You... On These Hands And Knees I Crawl On...
Like a ghost, a coyote walked through the darkness, itws coat white and clean. Blue eyes stared out at nothing as the beast stumbled it way through the graves. For many, many years it lived with its pack and was cast out now becauseof its eyes. Seeing, but never seeing. It was a common visitor here, crying for food to keep it alive until natural death came to it. Today, it scented blood. Nicki looked over at the coyote, called Ghost by her and her friends. It was wild, but a kind friend that visited.Hey Ghost, was all her voice said.
Please Come.. I'm Calling.... |
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Post by Melanie on Sept 16, 2006 13:52:08 GMT -5
Melanie didn't care about herself anymore..and she didn't care how Nicki was going to react to her. She moved so that she was in front of the girl, taking her wrists into her hands. The girl's blood dripped over Melanie's own hands, but she didn't care. Looking up into her eyes, Melanie felt tears prickling. How could she have done this? Had Melanie done something wrong? Hearing the question, she furrowed her brow, her eyes filled with intense pain and sadness. Looking at the carvings in Nicki's skin, she felt her breath catch in her throat. She finally answered her question.I was taking a walk...to visit some friends...Nicki...why? Why did you do this? She whispered softly. By visiting friends she meant their graves. SHe just couldn't say it. She took off her vest, and then shed herself of her sweatshirt. Putting her vest back on, she reached into her pocket, bringing out her pocket knife. She ripped the sleeve off the sweatshirt and then cut it open...putting it around the cuts on Nicki's skin. If she went into shock..she would have to take her to the hosptial. Her gaze wandered over to who Nicki was speaking to, and she started on seeing the wolf. But she stayed still...fearing for both of them now. |
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Sept 16, 2006 14:04:45 GMT -5
How Can You See Into My Eyes Like Open Doors?
Nicki tilted her head to aside, looking ather under arms that Melanie was covering.I don't know.... I... felt sad and angery... she said quietly. The anger and rage inside her grew until she felt the only way it could be shed was by slicing her skin, letting the crimson regret and pain leave. Almond eyes tudied the woman before her. Why did she care? Why did she give her attention and love? The ones she had lived with just used her for government moeny, taking away her love of life and the things in it, her parents and horse taken by fiercsome waves.
Leading You Down Into My Core, I Don't Know..
Ghost sat down, staring at a gravestone before him. He wruffed and licked it, his regal stance mistaking most to think he was awolf. But, he was just a mangy coyote, the killer of foxes and other things. Blue eyes looked off in different directions, like a iguana's eyes. A smile spread across his mouth and he sat there, panting softly.
The Thunder Soars.. My Soul Is Sleeping Somewhere Cold... |
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Post by Melanie on Sept 16, 2006 14:32:45 GMT -5
Listening once more, her heart fell into pieces, and small tears trickled down her cheeks. She had betrayed the girl by not being there when she should have been. This was all of her fault. If she hadn't been so wrapped up in the thigns with Kyle..she would have been paying more attention. She lowered her gaze slightly and shook her head.Nicki...I'm here for you now. Don't hurt yourself anymore...please. Come to me when you feel angry..or sad...even confused or anything. I'm here..and I always will be. Please don't do this to yourself anymore. It's not good... She didn't know how else to put it. If Nicki kept cutting herself like this, things would just get worse. She wanted to get her home, wanted to keep her safe and warm. Glancing over, she watched the creature. Realization came over her and she realized it wasn't a wolf. It was a coyote. Why would a wolf be around here anyway. She sighed, and studied it. It looked like it was on its last lag. She remembered that she had been carrying a grocery bag with her...she didn't know why she had come here before dropping it off at home. But it held shredded meat inside of it..ground beef...a few things. She could always by more. Leaving Nicki for a moment, she found the bag and then brought out the packages. Ripping them open, she threw the meat over near the coyote, not knowing it was blind and the sound might spook it. The smell would bring it back though. She gathered up the garbage and put it back into the bag and then turned to Nicki.We should go home..and get you fixed up. |
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Sept 16, 2006 14:44:13 GMT -5
Catch Me As I Fall...
Nicki watched Ghost jump back, his body shivering from teh sound of something rushing at him, and looked over at her, her eyes plain buttears sotting it.Ok, she siad quietly and the softmore stood u, looking down and walking forward. Ghost walked forward,sniffing atthe food, but followed his nose to Nicki. It bumbed her hand and Nicki smiled at him, stroking his muzzle. Softly, she spoke to him in Japanese and he left, going back to teh meat to eat.
Say Your Here And Its All Over Now....
Now Ghost swallowed almost al the mea, his blue eyes still wandering. It was finished in one mouthful and he stumbled over to Mel. What use was it to bite when the prey could kill you with a boom or a kick. With a rumble deep in his throat, he lickedMel's hand adn sat before thee fresh grave that Nicki was staring at ealier, his head tilted to aside and his nose quivering. Ears tried to find the sound of a crying, wounded animal before him to fit withthe blood but nothing. Plus, the blood smelled of dirt AND blood.
Speaking To The Atmostphere No One's Here And I Fall Into Myself... |
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Post by Melanie on Sept 16, 2006 15:07:07 GMT -5
She stood as Nicki stood, her hand going to her shoulder for a moment and giving it a squeeze. Sighing softly, she looked over as the creature ate the meat hungrily. This wasn't going to work. Her heart went out to the animal...and she wondered. Just until it got better...and back on its feet. She watched as Nicki stepped forward and the coyote greeted her with a nudge and a kiss on the hand. She froze slihglty as it came over to her and licked her as well. Dropping down to one knee, she looked into his eyes. He couldn't see. Realization dawned upon her. She looked up at Nicki and then over to the coyote again.He's not going to make it if he stays out here. Maybe he should come back to the ranch with us...just until he gains some weight..and becomes a bit healthier. She offered and looked over to her. She waited for the girl's reply patiently. Maybe the coyote would help Nicki. |
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Sept 16, 2006 22:10:17 GMT -5
Nobody Knows.. No Body Knows But Me That I sometimes Cry....
Nicki looked at Ghost, her head tilted to aside.That would be cool, she said quietly. Ghost never seemed natural. There was someting different, something very, very different about him. But, she never could figure it out. Maybe he wasn't all coyote.
I Think Nobdy Knows No....
Ghost turned his head towards Melanie, blinking blue eyes. His white choat shivered softly and he gave a wolfish like smile. A tail fanned the air. Who were they? He knew the girl, but he didn't know the older female. She smelt different but not by much. After sniffing the woman, he stood up and stretched, turning his head towards the fresh grave. No since in sitting right here if the beast wasn't gonna move.
Who's Gonna Be There After The Last Angel Has Flown?....... |
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Post by ღGraceღ on Sept 19, 2006 12:50:09 GMT -5
(I'm bored so I'm going to reply to you guy's post LOL)
Cold, gray eyes stared from deep within the wilderness, the flame never burning out that kept the skinny beast alive, a small rabbit here and there was nourishment, but not enough. The beast's pools were scared, but a flicker of trust burned deep within, maybe some one could get the flicker to burst into flames and take over the scaredness that overwhelmed the young canine. The pup was meerly a weanling, dark as coal at night, glimmering as iron in the day. The eyes, how haunting, an amber eye with specks of green that glowed at nighttime. Originally named "Runt" he wished to seek and concive another dubbing, like Runner, or Tracker, or Seeker, like his siblings. Or Hunter, or Sniffer, like his older brother and sister. Why was he Runt? He had good sence, didn't that matter? Not in a wolf pack obivously. The young pup stepped out of the shadows into the moonlight, maybe he could find some nourishment in the blood he smelled.
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Sept 19, 2006 16:46:07 GMT -5
WHY SHOULD I CARE?.....
Nicki looked at Ghost as he turned his head to sniff the air. Pup, pack? Shivers of thoughts ran through is skull and he got up and trotted towards the little pup, his nose down and his his whiskers feeling the way for him. Ghost was his name, Ghost. As he moved, his head swayed side to side, feeling the area before him. No, he didn't want to trip.
You Weren't When I Was Scared.. I Was So Alone....
Nicki looked the way he was headed, her orange hair moving in the breeze. Her almond eyes picked out something in the dark,something that got Ghost's attention. She merely shrugged and sat down, waiting for Ghost. Her legs were crossed and she leaned back, the back of her head touching the small of her back. She stayed in that pose for a while then sat normally.
I'm Startin' To Trip, I'm Loosin' My Grip.... |
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Post by ღGraceღ on Sept 19, 2006 18:15:32 GMT -5
The pup whimpered as he caught the sent of a larger male, someone he couldn't fight. A big canine, not of his own blood, of other lineage. The wolf pup whined constantly, amber eyes darting, where was the beast? His little claws pawed and scratched at the dirt as he scrambled up a rock, then slipped, falling right into Nicki's lap, he whimpered again before closing his eyes and curling into a ball. [/center] |
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Post by X.Sadistic_~_Samurai.X on Sept 19, 2006 20:38:39 GMT -5
Why Did YouHave To Go Make Things So Complicated?
Nicki jumped when the pup landed inher lap, her almond eyes wide, but she studied it, her head tilted to aside. With a gentle hand, she stroked his head with kindness, her face studying him with mixed emotions. What was it? A dog? She didn't know but didn't really care. It was scared.
See The Soul Thats Inside...
Ghost wandered back over, shoving his nose under the pup's chest, taking in its scent. His bushy tail fanned the air as he blues eyes looked else where, loosely staring in any direction. Sometimes, they moved towards a sound, making it look like he could see but he was as blind as a blind man in a cave. A gentle whine came from him and he licked the pup's face after he found where it was, missing a few times.
Standin On The Bridge, Waitin In The Dark.... |
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Post by Melanie on Sept 19, 2006 21:05:47 GMT -5
She nodded softly. That was it..they would take Ghost home. SHe was about to help Nicki up, and then moved over to Ghost, but then something else caught her attention. A whining sound. She looked in the direction it had come from with confusion, her brow furrowing softly. Seeing something in the shadows, she stepped forward. But then Ghost went and Nicki stayed where she was. She sighed and shrugged softly, and then suddenly jumped as Nicki jumped. Why that had happened she had no idea. Seeing the wolf pup, her eyes widened, and then she walked over, crouching down next to the girl. Her hand went out and she touched the pup's back, then withdrew, looking up at the girl. |
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Post by ღGraceღ on Sept 20, 2006 20:53:24 GMT -5
The pup whined softly, he was now in the mercy of these humans, if they'd kill him he didn't know. He just wanted food, even if it was a plant, eating grass had made him throw up so he didn't eat it, his little belly rumbled. He jumped as a hand touched his back, he curled his skin and bared his teeth, but the humans didn't see because he was facing away from them.[/i]
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