Feb. 25th, 2008
to dance at last my love.
Feb. 25th, 2008 07:58 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
*sigh*
water drips down the stone wall, the note had been simple asking to join the pack and was now crumpled in ivys hand.
*sigh*
"my lady not long now and then as promised we will dance."
ivy moved to where she had asked the meeting to be, it was privet but open park, small but just right for her. She looked up at the never truly dark sky admiring it.
she was the first one ther, or more inportantly she was the first one to make herslef knowen.
Ivy walked with all her pride, right leg dragging behind, stif and slow to move. out of mercy she had killed her hurd earler in the week. there was little left. the others would live, it was never in question. right hand clurled up, burns dark and vivid against her pale skin.
"good evning." her voice was tired but she still ozzed her usual anoying enogy.
inside ive was still. there was no five other paths to think about. tonight would end one way. the getting there did not worry her.
he was nodiscript. ivy smiled at the irony. here she was blantly skreaming her clan and this one used her own clans power to hide. not her problem any more.
there was no words other than the tradisonal calange whic ivy acepted with a little to much glee.
it was quick, not like lady mabs week of hell. finaly the last six months or more of living hell is wiped clean and ivy feels light, free.
she would have laughed, thanked her now ductes.
darkness was sudden, cold hans took her own and sandy finaly smiled like she had as a mortal kid.
"you kept your promis"
the dark haired lady smiled "i am there at your birth and death, in the mean time you get to see my siblings. the ank looking like pure silver. the lady dips sandy in a deep dip and spinns her out.
"thank you my lady." is the bright jublent voice.
water drips down the stone wall, the note had been simple asking to join the pack and was now crumpled in ivys hand.
*sigh*
"my lady not long now and then as promised we will dance."
ivy moved to where she had asked the meeting to be, it was privet but open park, small but just right for her. She looked up at the never truly dark sky admiring it.
she was the first one ther, or more inportantly she was the first one to make herslef knowen.
Ivy walked with all her pride, right leg dragging behind, stif and slow to move. out of mercy she had killed her hurd earler in the week. there was little left. the others would live, it was never in question. right hand clurled up, burns dark and vivid against her pale skin.
"good evning." her voice was tired but she still ozzed her usual anoying enogy.
inside ive was still. there was no five other paths to think about. tonight would end one way. the getting there did not worry her.
he was nodiscript. ivy smiled at the irony. here she was blantly skreaming her clan and this one used her own clans power to hide. not her problem any more.
there was no words other than the tradisonal calange whic ivy acepted with a little to much glee.
it was quick, not like lady mabs week of hell. finaly the last six months or more of living hell is wiped clean and ivy feels light, free.
she would have laughed, thanked her now ductes.
darkness was sudden, cold hans took her own and sandy finaly smiled like she had as a mortal kid.
"you kept your promis"
the dark haired lady smiled "i am there at your birth and death, in the mean time you get to see my siblings. the ank looking like pure silver. the lady dips sandy in a deep dip and spinns her out.
"thank you my lady." is the bright jublent voice.