Deep in the lair of the realm of the soulless, the one with the teary eyed gaze watches. Waiting, creating, corrupting, destroying everything in the hopes of discarding her useless malleolus behavior however always failing. Black mist swirls about her essence as lanterns of green lighting float about her being, a crimson blood seal dripping in the sky above her locking her out of the gates of heaven. Screams of terror and torment transversing amongst the masses that crawl around the shallow graves amongst her domain, her realm had become that of deaths portrayal rather than the once peaceful haven that it had once been. Now, destruction was all that was left of the heartless entity that now resided in the shadows of the void. Her lupine skull floating amongst the mist, hardened by hatred its cold icey touch would sear the flesh of the lanterns as they passed too closely to her skull. Something was amiss, she had not fed for so much time. Her spirit not reflected this, her own scaring of endless negativity was no longer enough to sustain her. She needed to feast of the dying soul of some helpless bastard, or cause such turmoil within the soul of an innocent that the creature would wish itself non existent. Yes... the time was nye, she comes now baring the screams of those befallen to her prey. Talons of pure malleolus intentions scrap the ripples of the reality baring down on the weight of the folds within the reality known as the pure gates, black mist churning into the space of such a realm. The time had come, the moon was rising and one of the bitches of hell now entered the world.
Eva laid there in the cool grass. She had wandered off as normal away from her beloved and child. Just to be alone for awhile. Yet within that time she had one of the worse dreams she had yet. One that made her stain her cheeks with tears for one of the many she had harmed. It was not normal for her to ever dare return to the plains, but that is just where she was right now seeing that she didn't want her mate to see her so weak. It was not normal for Èva to cry. She always tried to hold a strong appearance around her lover, her son, and many others. Yet on this Dusk it was completely different. She had completely broken down thinking about the cub Miya. The pretty little one she had aided in the death of. Even though she was trying her hardest, Èva could not get the cub off her mind.
Approaching the well known environment, the haunting spirit wove over the existence as if ruling the area's domain. Silently creeping along like the black plague with her on somble of lanterns that follow her even to the endless reaches of hell, the canine skull wavered within the mists without its lower jaw. Eyeless gaze piercing through the unbecoming night fall while shadows move at a crawling gesture just beneath her searching the land for their starving mistress of the night. Something had caught her attention however, something disgustingly vile pressing from the east from the grass bed. Something disgusting satisfying. Turning through the spiritual plane, the vile mass of the fallen angel pressed foreword through the sickly sweet aroma of .. what was this? Yes... this was the taste of regret, deep regret. The mist slowly swirled around the air unseen by those of the living, surrounding the mass that called to her almost like a lullaby for a parent. Soothing her into a trance, the skull slowly fading as the shadows begin to weave their web like structure around the lioness who laid there. To the raw eye, nothing was occurring however to those sensitive to the shadows one would be quite aware of the entrapment occurring. As soon as the webs were tangled, Sin now made her debut pulling on the small strands of silk like hair. Little sparks of energy flowing through the spider webbing each giving her small images of information only enough to go on....
In the distance a voice calls out in such a small sound, "E..... Ev.... E-eva...." Female and very young, the voice of innocence long lost. "H.... h...help...." Winds moved around the lioness, making it appear as if something small was moving through the brush nearby.
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The Calling of the Dark Tides
Mystery / ThrillerWARNING: This is rated due to the amount of Violence used in it. Viewer Discretion is advised. Author(s) Note: Most of the time Sin is controlling a Hallucination that Has Eva no control over. So Eva did not know of what she was really doing or what...
