Aug 9, 2018
A mixture of green--black--red--cloud her hands and the blood boils a high temperature. Vibrations to the core of the land, tiny movements of raised debris. No one should be near her--like the angry vultures that aim on the kill-- that was her. They always told her she was born for destruction. Snapping that collar on her neck...telling her to control herself.Disgusting. A menace. Evil of the world. Lorna met Selene and she changed her entire view on the gifts that strung through her veins. A mother. An older sister. Something missing and she can’t--explain. “Peter wait-- it’s best if stay away from each other. You were right I--I can’t control it.....” @quickasme
