When the rust...

When the rust...

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Sheela was looking at the bloody wave that progressively invaded the surface of the lake. It was spreading in a semi-circle, swarming on the water like an army of tiny creatures assaulting the last clean stretch of water before her shore. It was yet a bit afar, though it seemed it had gained ground since the last time. It moved with a slow impatience that was all too frightening. "It’s time to go home, miss Sheela. It’s not safe to stay." The girl turned towards the voice. How long had he been here? Max could be as silent as a cat or as noisy as a newly-wed string of cans. He was tonight in a furtive mode. – I made the rust retreat, Max. She could swear there had been the shadow of a smile on his face. Maybe. It was so difficult to tell. He didn’t have a very varied set of expressions. – The rust doesn’t retreat, miss Sheela.
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"Who's there," I can't breath. I'm always looking over my shoulder ever since- I can't think about the now. I have to run but where, back to Jake? No I can't, everything is different now. He's supposed to be here to protect me, because if the got me... blood smears the pages of the passed. "Sapphire!" I hear him call. "Coal!" I reach out to touch him only for him to be yanked just out of my reach. I hear the wolves in the distance howling at the beautiful moon. I need his touch again. I need to know I'm safe. The only safe place anymore is pressed against him under the sheets. "Coal!" I call out again. ---I can hear her. She's here somewhere I know it. I can smell her sent threw the thick of the woods. "Sapphire!" I call out, but my call is lost in the night. I have to protect her. I have to save one, just one. Maybe that will be enough to clean the blood off my tainted skin. What if they get her? She'll... Change... I look up at the moon, could she not have heard my howls? Of course she did. She always did. I can hear the other wolves in the forest. Soon I too would be engulfed by the beast. Unable to control myself, unable to predict the beasts next move. Only she could tame the beast inside me. Why be afraid of the monster under the bed when you should be afraid of the one lying next to you under the sheets.--- I keep quiet in the deep dark night. Watching her waiting for her to come back to me. I wait for him to slip up just long enough for me to swoop in and take her. It's only a matter of time. I wait for him to turn into that hideous beast. The beast that only comes out in the light of the moon. The beast that feeds of the insentient. I have to find her,to make her perfect, at least that's what they tell me. They tell me she'll be perfect and she will be mine. She will be the beginning of a new ere the ere of the beast. Everyone has secrets. Everyone lies. Everyone cries. Everyone dies. 2 view points, Coal and Sapphire. Mature! All rights reserved! Thank you!

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