Post by Juliet Yvein Vimir on Aug 23, 2009 19:21:08 GMT -8
~Juliet Yvein Vimir~
...this innocence is brilliant...
...i hope that it will stay...
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Finally... it seemed like she could finally relax...
Juliet stood in the middle of the grasslands, though honestly it seemed stranded. But Juliet somewhat liked it that way. It was calming-- there wasn't a demon in sight to chase her down, or drug her, or even try and kill her. Here.. was safe. It was exactly what she needed too. Divinous seemed to have brought her nothing but trouble. In Divinous she was hunted by her father, she was nearly killed by Myaku, her feelings for Malice confused her, and El broke her heart. Everything went wrong... the point of comming to earth was so she didn't have to deal with the political fight between the demons and the angels like she had to do in Heaven. Even in heaven she had to hide-- her whole life. Juliet wanted to be out in the open... free...
She fanned her hand out over the tall tall grass, the tips brushing aganist her pale skin. Juliet closed her eyes and tilted her head back, allowing her wings to fan out from her back. They flexed slightly, poised in a beautiful and graceful manner. Juliet felt safe here. The wind blew brilliantly, but not heavy and fearful, just calm. It blew Juliet's hair out of her face then to the side where her bangs covered her left eye. Juliet sighed longingly, totally letting her guard down. Here... she could forget her problems-- her biggest being El.
Suddenly the thought of El made Juliet open her eyes. She felt that pain in her chest again as her last memories of him flooded her mind. Her breathing echoing in her ear, her heart beat pounding away louder than normal. El was holding her-- and later resting her in a bed. Juliet had thought El was going to hurt her. Why was this? Juliet didn't remember being stabbed by a needle and drugged. The only person she remembered touching her wrist was El... when he healed her. But El would never do that-- he wouldn't hurt her... he wouldn't LEAVE her!
But he did...
Juliet threw her small body down so she rested on the soft grass. A tear flowed down her cheeks. She just needed to forget everything is all... that's all she needed to do. Juliet opened her eyes and stared blankly. Her face resembled that of pure innocence. Juliet was the symbol of pure innocence. It was the reason she didn't have a love life, why friends seemed inexistant, and pain seemed to find her everywhere she went.
Who could ever possibly think of hurting someone so... innocent?
