Diva (indigo_aria) wrote in phantasos_dr, @ 2012-07-27 22:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | series: blood plus |
[ open ] Feeling a bit nostalgic for Diva
[ Stillness, silence, cold. Diva shivered but kept on walking, drifting like the snowflakes falling from the sky. They twinkled and flashed, a brilliant blue that caught the light just so.
They were perfect.
But even Diva could revel in the bustle of the passing man, the soft muffled laugh of a child making snow angels in the snow bank. In the bright tinkle of a mechanical toy playing as the popcorn popped in its kettle from a street side vendor.
Life and she was death.
Ah, how they were so trusting, so ignorant. She could rip the flesh from off their bodies and suck their bodies dry and they'd never notice.
She laughed then, sliding her hands into the fur tipped cuffs of her coat. She could, but that was hardly any fun unless they screamed, and she didn't want screams today, just a moment to pretend she lived. Sidling up to the nearest man (or woman) she'll breath against their neck. ]
Hello.
[ Don't be a stranger. Surely they've meet before. ]