Dust filled the air, as silence crept around the echoing halls of the mansion, waiting to take its victim to the darkness, light only existing from outside, emitting its rays like its last moments will be to explode, her footsteps filled the silence, and reflected the dull, like trying to paint an ombre of colors onto a twisted canvas, silence. Keeping the pain locked away and their heart chained out of sight, she continued, Her fingertips brushing every edge of the withering ruin. Taking her time, she blanks into the darkness, picturing what horrors could await her, trying to claw at her with knife-like nails, tear at her heart and mind with razor sharp teeth, capable of breaking anything that stands in their way.
Pain taking existence from the outside-in, taking down the beauty like its nothing and tearing it limb from limb, only to find nothing. That's what its like. nothing. Even the most bright imagination couldn't fill in the empty if it tried to. Short, thin blades of grass, being torn away with darkness replacing it because it revolved around one specimen, a being with the power. The clean brick layout turned in on itself, painting itself a dark panther black like demons had taken over claiming the earth once and for all, letting nothing remain.
Claws traced her lips, inviting her to the empty, she made no sudden movement as the smell of torture and blood became unsettling, her mind became twisted with thoughts and her mind overrun with madness. Like her lips, she walked up the stairs, valiantly, knowing he's hiding, right in front of her.
so... no need to question this, its for my english homework, based on an image called "Rebecca", I dont think its good but, not gonna lie, i think the best thing i've ever wrote on this was "reflected the dull, like trying to paint an ombre of colors onto a twisted canvas" oml its sucks, but still, hope you enjoyed uwu
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