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The Desert that stretches forever , without end nor beginning; what lays dormant in these sands? What creatures lurk.. in its depths?
"..Sand and more sand.. i wonder for how long.. it goes it certainly seems like it goes on.. For ever.. and ever.. and evvvvverrrrrr! Maybe. . . it has no end , wouldn't that be interesting .."
The figure on the sands was of alabaster complexion, walking . . just walking; for beyond the mark of civilization in hueco mundo; so far out that there was just sands. . and more sands. Blood, mixed with the sands of course. . as this fair .. alabaster gold haired shinigami , was bleeding; yes she was bleeding- from her left tear duct. It was running down like a brook or a creek, contouring to the delicate curvature of her nose before pooling at the tip of it.
From there. . it dripped and dripped .. like ruby rain drops spatter-painting the ground with their livid red smudges. For she kept walking , oddly enough encountering none of the usual hollows, or creatures that roam the endless; plains. She was .. well walking, blood slowly building up and running from her other eye as even though her medication helped; it just barely sated the beast that was her jailer A.K.A: Her pain.
She stopped once though, wracked by a unexpected spasm. . . and spat up bloody bile on the sands, it was but a brief fit of coughing. . but still she hacked up only a marginal amount of blood. It was after the fit had subsided, that she had slowly straightened up, one of her alabaster velvety smooth delicate hands running across her plush lips- cleaning them of excess blood-residue. She stopped though. . and stared off into space; the sky was as black as ever; like a funeral procession. Just black, and more of it, stretching the entirety of the horizon.
From, here she had stopped to ponder, and was a odd site; looking like a angel, albeit a bloody one, for her tear ducts still where seeping and weeping bloody trickles; which stained her white skin with a streak of vivid red. But yes.. she pondered and stood there . . looking. well looking straight up at the sky- looking for the stars she loved so much.
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