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A chill swept through me as I listened to the piercing shrieks of my now past lover. Eternal love was for the weak.  I scanned his pain stricken distraught crimson eyes through his once polished and poised hair that was now straggly and unkempt. It simply wasn’t meant to be. As a proper woman that was raised into the bitter stern hands of power I needed to disdain the alarmed look on his now ghostly white face as I slid his already frail body to the floor. It wasn’t murder. For I did love him. With the abnormally small fragments of my heart that were left. He didn’t deserve to die like this. But it wasn’t my choice. My lonely distraught heart searched for more. I couldn’t stand being surrounded by the suffocating iron smell of his burgundy colored blood as it filled the small room. Painting the once amber floors of the corridor dark red. The small square honey walls of the castle seemed to collapse around me. Gathering the thin ruffled ends of my blackened strapless ball gown I left behind a lost soul. Confused. Angry. Hurt. My name is Violet. Just like the innocent bluish purple eyes my father had so graciously bestowed upon me. They hid behind my long darkened eyelashes. The color itself made my pale skin stand out as unordinary as possible. Jet black hair that fell waist length gave me the mannerism** of a goddess. The long stoned corridors sparkled as a thick suffocating air filled the room. A presence. A very unlikely presence that I myself had not known for quite a time. The lingering presence of fear. A billion souls stretched their long controlling arms out towards me. I fell to my knees at the power of the spirits surrounding me was greater than my own. Freshly drained blood was supposed to make me feel invincible. But having received from someone that once had so much control of me left me weak and alone. Power. Mans greatest weakness only made me more lustful towards my destiny and taking out past mistakes gave me this power.

Just a start of a random story idea i had while in Social Studies...YOU LIKE? Used wayyyy too many adjectives....edit?

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