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Edge: Chapter 2. Signature
A signature appeared on her mind and she let out a growl when she felt him coming.
His signature was strong, blinding, it sent her blood boiling. It made her want to call out to him, do anything, just to have him. Her mind called out with a blinding ferocity to it.
The demon in her started to come forward but she pushed it back. He would not see her fighting herself. He was not allowed to see her in her vampire glory, she would not allow it.
Bringing her thoughts back to herself she looked around and realized how open she was. A feeling of openness overtook her and she jogged to the nearest tree only calming her frantic breathing when she pressed her back against its solid surface.
She felt her long, waist length air getting caught in pieces of the bark, but her mind was to far gone to care.
Staring out into the darkness she let out a low growl. She could not see him, but his blood red eyes were clearly visible.
He needed blood. Hers.
Slowly Edge could feel the same carnal need coming over her, the need for contact with her sire. The need for blood. His.
Her vision changed and she knew her eyes had changed color.
Brown, when she was neutral, herself.
Light brown to yellow when she was pissed.
Black, when she needed to bite.
And though her vision was suddenly sharper, she knew her eyes had gone black.
The feeling of need only got closer, but suddenly there was a block, a shield that she could hide behind. Hide from his desire.
Kale.
Edge had to smile as she looked at her old love, and only thoughts of her new love ran through her mind.
A signature appeared on her mind and she let out a growl when she felt him coming.
His signature was strong, blinding, it sent her blood boiling. It made her want to call out to him, do anything, just to have him. Her mind called out with a blinding ferocity to it.
The demon in her started to come forward but she pushed it back. He would not see her fighting herself. He was not allowed to see her in her vampire glory, she would not allow it.
Bringing her thoughts back to herself she looked around and realized how open she was. A feeling of openness overtook her and she jogged to the nearest tree only calming her frantic breathing when she pressed her back against its solid surface.
She felt her long, waist length air getting caught in pieces of the bark, but her mind was to far gone to care.
Staring out into the darkness she let out a low growl. She could not see him, but his blood red eyes were clearly visible.
He needed blood. Hers.
Slowly Edge could feel the same carnal need coming over her, the need for contact with her sire. The need for blood. His.
Her vision changed and she knew her eyes had changed color.
Brown, when she was neutral, herself.
Light brown to yellow when she was pissed.
Black, when she needed to bite.
And though her vision was suddenly sharper, she knew her eyes had gone black.
The feeling of need only got closer, but suddenly there was a block, a shield that she could hide behind. Hide from his desire.
Kale.
Edge had to smile as she looked at her old love, and only thoughts of her new love ran through her mind.
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Can't you hear it?
Can't you hear it?
You were dead before the day had even begun,
but you never could have known it.
C r a c k
Broken
in seven places, they told me afterwards.
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There was a stale taste in the air
as we set out,
though at the time I wouldn't have taken any notice of it.
Those fresh leather seats seemed so…
inviting.
We both knew we were well above the limits:
all of them.
Too fast, too high and too intoxicated.
And somewhere along the way,
time stopped.
For a fleeting moment there was sile
Literature
Scars
I didn't do it to hurt you
Or to make you mad at me
I didn't do it to show you
The emotional side of me
I did it only to remind me
Of things that shouldn't be
Of pain I've had
Of love I've lost
And what someday
Will be
The scars I hide
For none to see
Are worse than these my dear
And in my heart
The scars I hide
Are the only thing I fear
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Quote
Why are you crying?
**I've lost something**
What did you lose?
**nothing becasue it never existed in the first place**
Than why are you sad?
**becasue nothing was everything I had**
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This is so good^^ I love it. Now on to chapter three^^