#gothicca

​        FRIGID AIR does little to extinguish the fire that sets her lungs ablaze as they heave their unproductive gulps .  desperate gasps as her body demands more .  cramping muscles scream their protests that she cannot heed.  for once ,  she’s rebellious .  her life stands upon the edge of a knife---  should she hesitate for but a moment ,  claws will sink into her supple flesh ;  a mouthful of razors will lay claim to the tender meat of her neck .  DEATH would swiftly find her.

        she cannot spare even a glance cast over her shoulder .  eyes trained stubbornly forward ,  she can feel HOT BREATH against her calves as their sprint kicks up the hem of her skirts dumping heaps of dirty snow into worn leather shoes .  laces loose , holes abundant ,  soles wearing thin ,  they offer little protection from the elements .  cotton socks are soaked through ,  her toes tingle dully---  a precursor to numbness .

        indra’s  throat aches ,  horribly dry ,  painfully strained .  she can feel horrible pressure building beneath her ribs ;  she fights the RESISTENCE of inflamed bronchioles .  their chambers are shrinking ,  organic walls closing in ,  prohibiting passage of precious oxygen despite the growing demand .  vision dips and begins its damning kaleidoscope of warping colors and shapes .  dark blotches like swarms of flies scurry along her peripheral .  unconsciousness is coming .  soon ,  she will lose the strength to continue deadly game of tag .  

        but ,  by some miracle ,  she can distinguish a road ahead .  a road that led to somewhere--- ANYWHERE---  a place she could hide ,  sheltered by whatever structure stands at the end .  hope breathes a burst of new energy ,  a fresh slew of adrenaline like prey’s final , desperate  fight for its life .  feet pick up ,  arms pumping ,  chest forcing reluctant balloons inflate .  fatigue is forgotten .  SHE MAY JUST LIVE .

        and then she trips .

@gothicca​​  ,  ♥  ’  d

      It was so o d d that her own portals brought her here of all p l a c e s.  It was an area that she obviously didn’t know, sure.  But it was in a gardened area that she didn’t know.  The dragon wasn’t one hundred percent sure where exactly this area was but.

      It felt cold.  Considering the snow littering around as well, one could tell that it was at least winter time. 

    A soft p u f f of cold breathe passed her lips, hands placing themselves on the fabric of the dressed that seemed to defy gravity.  Only to seem to dust it off, as if it somehow got dirty.

@gothicca​  ASKED  :  standing  ovation  !!  you  already  KNOW  what  i  think  ,  i  had  to  climb  in  your  dms  and  make  SURE  you  knew  that  you  have  one  of  the  best  portrayals  !

song: x

We are strong No one can tell us we're wrong Searching our hearts for so long

It’s taken her every bit of convincing to ensure that her fellow creature of the night knows that what she did wasn’t wrong. They had somewhere they needed to be. Sometimes, they needed to hurt and eat the forbidden fruit to find their true potentials at the end of the day.

Robin smiled gently, watching the swirls of t the surrounding monsters as they jeered and watched the new captive struggle to escape the tower of iron. The shifter didn’t care for such a chase when she couldn’t be the one baring her teeth.

@gothicca​; The World is quiet here.

   Dark. Everything was so DARK. Swallowing the father, as he pushed deeper into the DOLL HOUSE. Did it ever END? The flashlight in his bandaged hand flickered, causing a sharp stab of COLD FEAR entered the mans chest, “ No ... No, no. “ He begged, as his only source of light DIED out. Burring him in darkness.

The mans first reaction was to reach for the wall beside him, his fingers hitting antique photos and textured wallpaper. SILENCE ( excepted for his shaking breath ). Then he saw it, the LITTERLA light at the end of a tunnel. Ethan squinted, as he moved towards the light. A DOOR? Rays of orangish yellow glowed from underneath the dated wood. The handle felt cold in his palm, turning it, Ethan half expected it to be LOCKED. Yet, instead a low squeak came, as the meconium turned, allowing the door to OPEN.