Arachne Keeni | District 6
Sept 17, 2013 20:10:32 GMT -5
Post by eulalie blake 1a 🍒 tris on Sept 17, 2013 20:10:32 GMT -5
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[/size]Little creatures dance along tiny strands of silk, waving at me with delicate and sharp legs before crawling away into the shadows.
I sit beside my dear friend and cousin, Malforce Keeni, as she lectures about today's plans and the deeds that she will need my assistance with.
"Today will be really fun," I say to her, shivering from the cold and causing my strawberry-blonde hair to whip around my sharp and angled face. The attic in which we
Malforce lays a paper out in front of us, casually stating how it is a
Malforce quickly insists that I must be the one to tread into the room and locate the matches
Malforce presses the map into my dainty heads with a face of eagerness, before grabbing me by my shoulders and shoving me out of the attic. The door closes behind me, and I glance down at the map.
Walking through the hallways, I hear tiny voices whisper names. Whisper secrets. I smile, breaking out into a skip as the dress I wear billows around me. When most think of my family, they think of evil. Rumors plague us. Still, when the common-eye falls upon my form, most put aside their fears and remark on how innocent I appear. How could a girl with a smile so sweet harm anyone? Well, they're right. I would never cast harm onto another.
However, my darlings are not above infecting those who belittle me.
Tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear, I open Pyrian's door. I accidentally rip a spiderweb in half whilst opening the door, and a delicate spider scrambles away for safety. I call out to it, however. I tell it that it has no need to fear, and I slowly get down onto my knees. I really don't know how it works, maybe it's just luck, but the spider stops and crawls over and onto my palm. I stare down at, my smile widening.
For a mere moment, I forget the task at hand. Malforce may feel strong and forceful when in her world of plots and schemes, but I prefer another route. For when I am surrounded by the creatures who are as underestimated as I, I feel free.
I'm small, just like them. I'm fast, just like them. I can easily be stepped on, just like them. But I can bring you down, just like them.
-Template: Zoe
-Plot: Semper
-FC: Anne Hochhaus
-oDair
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