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 UltimateZen
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 ¬Kara Miya¬
The mind is its own
place, and in itself can make a
Hell of Heaven, a Heaven of Hell.
 UltimateZen
  Posted 10/11/2008 07:20:53 PM
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( Result 2008-11-10 17:10:07 Kara rolls 7 dice to hunting (stamina+str) 6,2,1,3,4, 6,1 (failure)

*No matter what I did this night I was not all there. I was clumsy, unfocused, my prey slipped out of my grasp like an eel would. Stupid...stupid girl!

All alone in the darkness of my room I sat contemplting what what going on in my unlife. Why was it things were getting worse instead of better? I guess it is always darkest before the light. Where is my fucking sun?

I hear footsteps. I know it cannot be Karlie for she is not in. I hear them heavy, I hear them pause before my chamber then I hear a firm knock.* There is nothing here ...*I whisper, knowing damn well who has come to bother my spite* nothing here but us ghosts...

*He does not even bother to knock again, nor ask for my permission to enter. Like a shadow he slips into my bedroom and looks down at me. With a sigh he moves towards the bed and hovers above me like some fucking monster, yet I speak to him non.

Then with a silence so loud it shatters though my soul he drops three diamond shards onto my lap and gives me this look.* I...*my appologies are stolen away with a wave of his hand. I know he wants to hear no more.

Like a child I bring the covers to my chin and look down at the trinkets. Then with an anger I know resides inside me I fling them off and bolt to my feet* He had it coming!

*His face is a revelation of wrinkles and grey, yet he looks beautiful in the September of his time.* I had to do something!

*And with a sad sigh and a bow of his aging head he turns and leaves my room, shutting the door behind him as I begins to pound on it with delicate fists proclaiming I did it all just for him.*

The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend.
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