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PROJECT SIN EATER . . . message fourteen BEGINNING OF A STORM
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I have never felt this searing, like the skin is the driest desert in all of the world.
Yet so breezy, like a wind trying to fan out the flames but only igniting them further.
It has never been this dry, this cold yet still so hot. It's like skin is cracking like a porcelain doll's from growing in a locked cabinet to dust yet still berated for it's tears.
I wonder what the sky feels like. . . those puffy clouds in the air and a breeze that makes an eagle's eyes squint. . . I want to feel that air through my hair and clothes, maybe with the Unit. . .
Would that breeze cool my scalding skin?
The bright blue sky then clouded with shades of gray of smoke and flame, it disgusted her to her very soul. It was like beauty wanted to be corrupted through her burnt slits for her eyes.
Her burnt skin peeled in pain and discomfort, forcing her to stop moving like a dead woman. The concrete and her clothing burnt into her skin was just an added touch to the pain, her hair gone and burnt off to her scalp.
Steam then filled the image of the smoke, filling the sky with purity once again. Then tremors filled the ground beneath her. Tremors so abrupt and agitating, it moved her burnt body to the side painfully while underneath her skin, she couldn't tell if it was aching or cramping.
A smooth gunshot went off near her as she heard flesh separate.
Then, her firey skin then was embodied by a cool embrace of sand that immediately calmed her pain into comfort.
"There it is again," I spoke, "The aurora borealis. Why is it there?"
Nobody answered my question as the greens and blues beautifully embodied the sky with delicacy I reminisced with. Cloud 9 was the greatest word to describe it but yet, you couldn't use it. Peace embraced me for once in years, almost throwing away the past of horrid emotions she had felt.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" I finally turn my head to the side, seeing a young girl with blonde hair and voidful eyes molding my skin. Like I was a doll to be created.
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