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Published: 2004-01-10 10:00:54 +0000 UTC; Views: 1878; Favourites: 28; Downloads: 260
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... and she was born from suffering, revelled in weakness and cherished other's pain.. to be cursed to walk among the every day life upon Earthen realm, she despised such a place, and her inner demons plauged her existence every day, every hour, every minute. She hated this place, hated where her travels took her, her only pleasure.. was others' pain, other's torture and loss...... years go by and she still travels acrossed life giving Gaia, nose a quiver with scents and sights, life was abundant here, and though there were the ones she relished in tormenting, feeding off of dreams, twisting a beings soft mind with nightmares and plauges, the DarkWolf lived on in such a state, she felt dead, though she was very much alive. ...
... Over these past three years, friends have been made, a family.. has been found, a heart of pure ice begins to melt, and a heart beats freely, with these bonds, grows heartache, five such heartaches tearing away at her very existance upon this plain of life, eating away at her cold soul, five prescious lives, one more so than any, leaving an everlasting impression.. These, are her scars.
... with each passing, she closed her eyes and allowed the scars to appear, ripping and pouring her dark blood, immortal being once, now living flesh, living to die, just like the rest. No pain is felt here, for this plauged mind is only feeding off of the love of five past companions...
*For the love of Kiki, a loyal friend, rescued and loved, taken from me early, to you, I bear the scar crossing one way over this weary eye..
*For Cleo, beloved cat rescued from the shelter at only a weanling stage of life, life passing in surgery to remove a cancerous tumour, the other half of the scar that hatches over weary eye.
*For Orion, clever and wise old horse that you were.. ended prematurely in life by another of your kind, beaten and battered, I carry the scar acrossed my ankle, where you were brutally kicked.
*Tabikan.. the most loyal, and loved of all, I carry the scar acrossed my heart.. over my chest and side. Absorbed within me, the pain you had to endeur for so long, I only greive, you had to enduer such a pain.
*The newest scar, little Kipcha, whisperer and loving baby, a bad heart wisked you away from me forever, and I am sorry. Another scar that hatches its way over Tabikan's scar, another over my heart, let it be forever a reminder, and my burden to bear, for you, little girl, rest in peace.. you were takin far to young...
My dearest of friends, I bleed for you, for all of you, this day.
... with these wounds I shall remember, always, what you did for me, and for the years to come as I grow old, and someday die, I long, long for the day I can touch noses with you again...
One day, I will truly, be home again.
(c) Rachel 2004





















