Sitting there the dark forest, it had been a while since the creature had been to his home; a purple light appeared from his shadowed being flickering due to the long dark strands of the silkly like black hair. the lenght had grown to his waist since he had been gone, normally longer due to the creatures lifestyle, it had been cut due to reason unknown to anyone but the creature itself. Though as it lay underneathe the guard of a large tree, somewhere deep within the middle of this forsaken land the monster like creature slowly brought itself to stand on its back legs, well actually the only legs that it had.
Cold drops, and the small noise from the rain coming down from the sky covered the forest, pale was the body of this creature, though toned in muscle depth; his form was slender and that of a warrior. Scars covered the white skin of the male creature, his face was the same as his body, slender and handsome like, the rain that fell hitting against the bright green tree leafs fell down against his dark hair, pale skin and dark ripped clothing. The water rushed from his muscle curves flowing down before being soaked up by the cloth that covered his lower body and legs all the way down to his bare pale feet.
While standing there he blinked for a moment, this creature was indeed male, the large firm jawline showed the features of his face, though being covered by damp black hair, but through the dark outline of hair points of white flickered into sight. The tips of large fangs poked against the bottom pale lip of this man, his eyes looked around now, his hands gripping tightly into his own skin.
As he stood there his feet started to move, through the forest a opening was showing, though through the rain he marched it seeme,d pale feet smacking into mud and dirt due to the rain; his lips moved speaking words as he walked towards the opening. His voice filled the void of emptyness that filled the area, his eyes closed as he walked through the forst of his land, his body moveing dodging trees as if he'd lived here all his life, even though it had grown on him since he had left. "How could that first time recur, when memories linger on and on, what made me think you were her...." He paused comeing into the opening, the only spot within the forst that seemingly had green grass, and grass that was now overgrown; it hadn't changed since he had left and since they had been there.
A destroyed looking house sat within the middle of the forest, his eyes stared at it before shutting quickly, red water ran from his clinched hands, his boddy took in a couple fo deep breathes before opening his eyes once more. Looking upon the abondoned establishment he started to walked towards it, he appeared now before the door, made from wood which looked much like that of the forest; his right arm raised which was the one with the most ink, his pale fingers brushed against the frame. Looking at the door it seemed it had been scratched all the hell, maybe even hit a couple of times, even seemed that some kind of creature had been there, though he didn't care. Standing there for a second he stepped back and then quickly forward, raising his right leg and pushing forward as the door ripped from the frame and fell down with a large crack running through the middle. Smacking against the floor he slowly stepped into the old house.
About four to five years it had been since he had been here, the dust had gathered, though the noise from outside dimmed, but broken windows allowed the rain to be heard anyways; his head turned allowing his purple eyes to glance at the place. Sighing he shook his head, he didn't want to come back but he had too; he honestly wanted to see thsi place again. Glancing to the left he stared at the couch, it was ripped in some places, dust covered it; stepping closer to it now he reached out brushing off some dust with his left and right hands as he leaned down. "Stupid...." he spoke and then gave a slight chuckle.
(To Be Continued.)
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[b:916631ad23]All These Fallen Angels,
Skeletons Of What They Once Were
Hanging In The Closet For The World To See
Another Fallen Angel,
Faced By Demons On Their Judgment
Hanging From The Gallows For Us All To See It
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[b:916631ad23]All These Fallen Angels,
Skeletons Of What They Once Were
Hanging In The Closet For The World To See
Another Fallen Angel,
Faced By Demons On Their Judgment
Hanging From The Gallows For Us All To See It
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