The sun bows down to the rule of the moon, letting night creep upon the land. Everything is in an urgent hush, like the naughty keeping secrets, creatures rushing every which way to curl into their beds, yet are never seen. The crunching of leaves underfoot cuts through the silent noise, disturbing the wordless agreement to keep quiet. The footsteps are desperate, tearing through the forest, breaking branch and bush to create a path. Then all stops.
A hush seems to blanket all surrounding him, shock wrapping about his person like a snake. There, in a bed of daisies, lay his secret love. Her limbs were twisted unnaturally, a look of distress etched upon her face. Her white gown was streaked with red, tattered and torn, the hem caked with mud. He fell to his knees at her side, his heart wrenched open. The magic of her deepest places had been ripped from her and snuffed out, told in red lettered novels upon the scarred earth.
The tears from his eyes flowed so heavily, soaking her hair, soaking the cracked ground. His ragged scream rocketed to the heavens, startling birds into flight, slashing through the silence of darkest night. He swore upon his darling's sweet corpse, upon pain of death (which compared to the pain of this loss would be nothing), to the gods above, and demons below, he would avenge her. No mortal man could ever stand against this blood boiling rage.

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since the last time i posted a journal entry, i have left my boyfriend and then got with another man. :]
still no access to my scanner...
Taking design10A at SMC and am fucking BORED. I know how to do what we're being taught already, and the assignments aren't challenging. =/ such a waste of money.....