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Holy CommunionI could not shake this feeling of inevitable doom, even as i sat with my friends in this supposed sanctuary, this church.
We had commited a crime, one that in the eyes of God and Humanity was dispicable, vile ... all together bad. We had planned out her death; at first we could not decide how, shoot her? strangle her? ... no, we choose to poison her, a quick solution to the problem that was Celeste.
I had watched her struggle for breaths myself in the cold dark room, I had felt no remorse at her death, she was a pain, a thorn in my side. I . COULD. NOT. STAND. HER!
One by one people walked up to the alter, a long line full of sinner repenting for their sins, I heard one of my friends (Leah) growl 'It's all a weekly ritual, why bring us here Cassie when WE do not wish to repent.' I shook my head at them all getting up to join the line. I had felt an unearthly pull to the alter.
The line rapidly, decreased and as i came closer to the alter a chill ran through me.
I knelt down
Mumma will live geez! lol
My father and Alex keep trying to force this doos awful potion down my throat.Will help to improve my chances of survival.... i don't perticularly feel like living much anyway so i push them away.
"Lorita Ann Drake you drink this right now!" i had almost forgotten how shrill his voice could get when he wanted it to. I raised my head slowly that was situated on Alex's leg. 'No dad. I really don't think i want to." I closed my eyes and steadied my head. I was starting to feel dizzy again.
I heard Alex sigh and stroke my hair. "Love drink it for Sparta. I know that you both think the world is ending and Sparta hates your guts like poison but she doesn't...not really, she's just upset. She needs her mother and if you don't take this thing she won't have anything."
My eyes were welling up and a heavy thickness set in my throat. "Fine, give me the damn thing dad."
After downing the vial of potion i asked if Alex could carry me up to sit by Sparta's door. I had to sort things out with my litt
The doctor told me straight.... I'm dying. Sad though it may be death is the natural order of life.....I can't help but think i deserve it for what i've done to my baby girl. God she hates us. Alex was right. I should have told her from the very beginning. Now all the things i was trying to prevent has come true; irony eh?
I'm pregnant but because of my cyborg...ness i cannot handle the intrusion in my body and so it's slowly killing me. I wanted to go after Sparta but i couldn't find the strength to. It's already taking a toll on me. I'm havign to me moved downstairs now because i can't climb stairs. It's funny how i've detereated so quickly.
I pray that Sparta will be forgive me, that she won't do anything to oharm herself. I want to make my peace with her if i don't have much time left.
MH: Lorita's Diary Could it be Suddenly
I've been feeling sick to my stomach for abit now. Alex keeps telling me i should go to the doctors but i can't help but think that all of this is just a product of me stressing over poor Sparta.
Since i told Sparta the truth i've been getting several dizzy spells. It's so annoying because i've had to take time off from work....with that dog..who is actually being very nice all of a sudden.
Also i've been craving wierd foods like Marmite,ketchup and ice cream...TOGETHER! Disguisting i know but i can't seem to stop eating it. The look on Alexanders face though;it just makes me want to burst out laughing every time.
One of the main things that have these kinds of symptons is for me to be pregnant. Is that what it is?! Gosh... I need to go get checked up.
Twenty-three years before the crippling of Crown Prince James III
He was fourteen and she was probably aged about the same, give or take a few years. It had been an hour since he'd met her.
He hated her already.
She scowled behind him and likely shared the sentiment as they scampered up the hillside in a desperate attempt to escape the roaring mob that seemed to be growing perpetually larger and coming ever-closer. Gabriel would have liked to say that it was all her fault he was in this situation, though it was his careless nicking ofwhat was it? A chicken that started the first old woman running, but how was he supposed to know that she'd stumble and fall and everyone else would think he'd assaulted her?
He hadn't. He'd taken the chicken, snapped its neck and run, because he hadn't eaten meat in weeks and he was starting to feel the affects on his already weak limbs.
This is what happens, he thought. This is what happens when you live like th
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