♥ Aisling ♥
Mother ♥ Daughter ♥ Sisterspace
Vampire ♥ Rougespacespacespacespace
Look how you've grown, it's etched in skin and bone
Dressed in make-up and bleached out in the roses
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Mother ♥ Daughter ♥ Sisterspace
Vampire ♥ Rougespacespacespacespace
Look how you've grown, it's etched in skin and bone
Dressed in make-up and bleached out in the roses
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Aisling's steps had softened, from the petulant stomping of an angry child to the faint movements of a vampire. Her feet barely touched the ground as she wandered in search of her parents. She was ready to leave, ready to go home. All this death and carnage was lovely and all, but it really wasn't worth her hair and her dress. Her wounds... well, those would heal. The blood had already slowed to a trickle, after all. She sighed as she came to the edge of the apple orchard, hoping they would be here. She'd searched every other inch of this blasted place and nothing. And she knew they wouldn't have left her. So, she made her way into the trees. She'd barely gotten four rows deep when she was hit with a piercing agony. She fell to her knees, clutching her heart, the wrenching pain drawing a scream from her throat. What... what was this, what had happened? Her eyes looked about wildly for her attacker, but there was no one... she was alone! She had not been pierced or stabbed, and yet this pain... her eyes went wide. She needed to find her parents, her children, she knew she did. She didn't know why, but something in her just told her that she needed to find them... Something was wrong, they were in danger! The child-thing forced herself to her feet, hand still clutching at her chest over her still, dead heart, running, hoping, praying she would find them before it was too late. But all the while, a voice in her mind told her it was already too late...
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Do you know I'd never hurt you?
Do you know I'd never hurt you?
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