#redlustingreaper

In the literal sense, her actions and words were always coveted by darkness, and she usually did things quietly and dealt with her issues by herself. 

But the challenge to "play the rain" had not only brought her out of her shell, but some of her actions were more, brash, so to speak. Either way, it wasn't a very good excuse as to why when the ATM stalled she kicked it. Once a gentle nudge with her foot, followed up by a thousand or so sharp shots with the toe of her shoe.

She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose while the machine whirred in an attempt to function.

Fruitless. My search for information could only be described as such. It appeared my situation was hopeless, I was forever bound to this little brat of an Earl. He had only gotten more demanding as a demon, now that there were no consequences for his actions he did as he pleased. Finally I had reached my limit. Even death would be better than this humiliation. There weren't many options. I could attempt to starve myself but that could take quite some time, I no longer had the demon sword available so my last option.

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an-ryan

The full moon's light shines over an mistress in black, with long dark purple hair, seems to be standing next to something, as someone approaches from behind...

"Don't even think about it. I can hear you." The mistress rise her head and turns around to face the person behind her.

An moist aura comes over the night as fog floods the ground and ravens are making sounds at the trees. An casket, looking like it just come out of the ground, covered in dirt and mud, is what the dark lady is sitting next to.