perse
she / her
twenty-four
november 23
sootopolis
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elite four
my own blood pains me, the salt as much as the vein
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persephone amavi
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POSTED ON Nov 21, 2018 17:50:44 GMT
she can taste salt and the sharp tang of ozone on her tongue; a precursor to the incoming storm. the heavy dark clouds overhead belied as much, haloed by the setting sun.
the trip to mt. pyre was bittersweet but necessary, and deep in thought, sombre and macabre, persephone found herself unwilling to return to the land of the living even as the skies opened with heavy drops of rain.
lilycove glimmered in the distance - the first lights of the evening. she watched through narrowed crimson eyes, muscles tense but unable (unwilling?) to move. mt. pyre's sacred silence clung to her like a shroud, pulling her back to the water's edge, calling her to its summit. the thought of breaking it with the city's noise felt nauseating.
she closes her eyes and counts to three.
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