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#dixperse #( TRUE)#{ ; Verse: Outside there's a world unseen}#{ ;sklat}

It seemed to this one that tactics of well advised threats weren’t above it’s nature to execute. even in such a polite manner, it’s almost shocking to her. clearly this would mark the first ever sighting of a ghost non violent nor feral in it’s advances to leading her out of territories seemingly unmarked.

She should be amazed if not a little bit unimpressed at it’s choice not to take a chance with her & see where their strengths lie. But there are always better & more qualifying opportunities.

~” Calm dear, I do not mean any harm to you or your precious land. I only wish to look inside a certain place of interest for a moment. As this general area holds something I value with all due liking and respect. That cave over there on the far left?

she points towards a thicket of barren soil and shredded limbs of broken thorns protruding over a cavern silent. The quirk of her lips coming up as her hand pulls away.

~That is what i’ve come here for.”

vincentvangogh-art

…Looking at the stars always makes me dream.

Vincent van Gogh (via vincentvangogh-art)

#{ ; egasiv}

dixperse

They stopped, which saves him more than enough energy to try & get them to either way. Evidently he wouldn’t have wanted to use force upon someone, even in such a dispiriting time of haste. It was a more of a last minute thing; resorted for threats who treated him to a fight first than just a precaution of the hazardous kind.

They look young, a woman of youth, & while their appearance made for no threat to him at all in size or body. Hesitance boils wild & mindful within the pits of his core. Don’t judge a book by it’s cover as one could say, and he knows better than to challenge that first step.

❝ I said, you need to leave. There’s nothing for you here. And to be quite frank with you, this is technically trespassing on my grounds. So please, while I’m saying this politely and with patience… leave now. ❞

#dixperse #{ ; Verse: Outside there's a world unseen}#{ ;sklat}#( amy you little shit)

Their grounds? By the stars, that couldn’t have been more obtuse than what was previously thought beforehand. She scrutinizes them, watching carefully as their form ( in hindsight she believed it was the blur of the moment coming in to excite her more on behalf of finding the place itself.) ails her a new interest in between further investigation of the cave.

Was this a specter standing before her? At first glance, it was almost hard to tell, but then as she continues down eyeing the build & hair protruding of flames , it became more apparent. How interesting, were they the guardian of this cave? If so, what for? & to how did it come to be that way? Clearly there was more to this than what she had expected, & if she’s isn’t smiling proudly upon her firstly discovered surprise.

~”Really now? And what will you do if I don’t leave? Scare me of?

Taunting; if not anymore pleased to be in it’s presence than anything else. Her lips crack the lines of up & open, tilting her head up with a gaze solely stolen to pry upon hollow holes.

~” Really you’re gonna have to try a little harder than that dear.” Unlike some people, I don’t do the polite and patience kind very well, and neither do others when they deal with me.”

dixperse

@fxguewitchings | starter

It’s become apparent nowadays that signs don’t get treated with the same respect as they used to. Warnings are obsolete to the misinformed. The ones who are too curious; the ambitious kind, carry on without so much as a care for danger’s alluding calls. Lewis having been one of those kind, had grown indifferent to the appearances of trespassers. they come & go like moths catching fires to flames. He’s used to it, even more than he is if not becoming more and more intolerant.

But the home is no more. the ashen waste of what it once bestowed is squandered beneath the fires that once pelted it effluent. Once a mansion of peace; a prison better seen by those who knew better. a place better left off alone; frozen in grief & time withering away in the berth of it’s lonely hole, is now nothing but a cuboidal mess of strips & illusions.

So it shouldn’t come as a surprise to him when someone else hits the mark upon his lowly home, the pits of the cave & grave suited back while the beat of his golden heart pumps with a fire at the first sign of another’s presence. Greetings in the instance would be foolish, but he has no where to go

& there’s no way conjure up anything at all in the time that it would take for him to anyways. So what better way to address this one, than to be upfront & forthright with them. Head on.

❝ who ever you are, you shouldn’t be here, leave now. I don’t have time for trespassers….❞

#dixperse #you big ass nerd omg #{ ;sklat}#{ ; Verse: Outside there's a world unseen}#but thank for this

If curiosity wasn’t much a factor in the ways she’s got about places, there wouldn’t be much exploring going on. But she’s a person of congeniality, a child at best when it came to finding those perfectly matched of the supernatural kind. & after hearing of such a place as here.. well who could possibly resist a little trip? It’s well past noon in the dead of night. She’s wasted no time scouring the areas in search of this mysterious cave of wonders. Legend had it, that people were known to disappear, & at the time it hadn’t peaked her interest into it further; until it was remarked on about the cause of it being something malevolently inhuman.

So now, here she walks, into danger’s jaws as the opening entrance to secrets & possible findings sat pretty before her. Yearning a curious soul to run amuck inside it’s core. She’s smiling, nearly beginning to waltz herself in when something catches her eyes. Off to the side, something bright & controlling to her view floats towards her. A starling encounter, would be the understatement to this rather... interesting surprise. She stops and stares & awe, what a sight, so menacing it causes brows to raise in question of it’s previous whereabouts.

~” I beg your pardon? Where on earth did you come

from? And to what and how is this trespassing?”

all this free time and have no idea what to do with it.

#I'm dying scoob #Might make more icons

nuevayor

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#{ ; sekil}

john-marshall

Zodiac Levels

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#this is so funny Amy's just meh #wil d #{ ; sgnisum}

sooo guess who just spruced up her blog again?

that’s right me.

#I say as no one is online #lmfao #{ ; Out of Spirits}

The statement draws attention, eyes growing looser by the time he looks back at them with a fragment of underlying defense coming to rise form his side. That basing of words could just be an argument for something to arise out of them, but he couldn’t jump in and give them that satisfaction.

( However much he wants to stand there and agree..)

Lips purse for a form of a language untaught, words have grabbed themselves to the hinges of his throat so nothing really comes out for a moment, idly standing there with the heat of the window blindly parading the Northern airs in.

—” I didn’t expect things to change, I just wanted to get out. There’s a difference between wanting to change things for the better, and going back and changing everything for the better, and I chose the path that suited me right. I didn’t change much, I just did what i needed to do and got myself out, that’s all..”

#hopelessviridity #{ ;sklat}

It comes off as a lie, & she can tell. nobody’s stupid enough to not be able to tell the two apart. Unless of course you didn’t know them at all, then it comes off as ignorant. but at least they’d have the benefit of the doubt still. A smile wants to spread warmth over the covers of cold in this room. It’s a wonder that she can even feel it, let alone know what that feeling is, since it’s been only but a century since her last known memory of a physical body.

Funnily enough, she doesn’t care, pulling up to gaze with them the second her baring of words catches their attention like a fish to a pole. Of course that would work.

~-” You don’t expect things to change, but you go on ahead and do it anyway. You don’t want to go back and change things for the better, but you go on ahead and remember them anyways......Am I seeing a pattern here? I think there is one.

Of course I could just be joking and there really isn’t a lesson to be said here. I mean it could just be poor old me thinking unwise to your decisions, can you help me out with this dear? Because I’m wearing myself out trying to configure out how any of this could have all been avoided...”

vhseverything

DARK SIDE OF TIME (Mini DV) by VHS-EVERYTHING

#{ ;sklat}#{ : Oh some evil sprits}

Aren’t they technically both ghosts? It seems to be that way, what with the way things are coming and going. However he can’t seem to put it all into words that bring about the understanding behind all of what he thinks is real and what isn’t. Standing in this room feels like the walls are crushing the gravity; his legs can’t keep up with the floor( He hasn’t slept since last weekend.)

The world right now is a lowly construct in itself, and he can’t bare to look them straight in the eye at the moment.

—”No, I’m tired, I just–I would like some time to myself, progress thing on my own without fail anymore. What’s done is done, I can’t really force myself to fix anything at the moment and sadly I won’t be able to… not right now at least.”

~-” I don’t know what for, considering that you did this to yourself. But I guess we’ve haven’t reached that collective state of guilt just yet have we? I shouldn’t expect much from a person who thinks what they’re doing is the right thing and hold control over others like they don’t have a choice but to follow you through and through...”

It’s like they never learn from their mistakes, it’s a repeat; a running circles of unending trials and errors that’s sadly she’s been but more than a witness to. The universal is form made by mystery and study by all, but there’s not a thing in the worlds outside of their own that can comprehend it’s gifts. Much less time space. They think they can really fix anything, C O N T R O L everything...so silly, so stupid. She wants to laugh.

“You can’t expect to change anything for things to change for you, just cause you didn’t get what you wanted the first time around birdie..”

–” And you shouldn’t have been there.. I don’t know what to think at this point, and I don’t want say anything to anybody.”

~-” and yet somehow I still managed to be there. You seem to forget that even when you think I’m not around, I still can’t bother to watch you through loosely veined thin lines between you and I. Just cause a ghost isn’t visible to the eye doesn’t mean they’re not there...

{ She hints with a tilt in her head, eyes twirl from one simple glance to the side to the other while she sits; legs swigging.}

~-”Don’t ever get tired of running? I mean I know you’ve been doing this all your life and all but honestly,doesn’t all of that ever just to be so digressive to you?”

—” It wasn’t anything bad, it could have gone a lot more terrible than before. But it didn’t so, I can’t overreact to it.”

~- Overreact? Is that what we’re calling it now? Seems a little out of the apropos terminology in suggesting that it was a little bit of an exaggeration and nothing less than just that hm?”

I mean who am I to judge, when all i did was watch.”

#{ I can't believe this bullshit I just can't believe it)#{ ; egasiv}

dialnfornoir

“ I know I shouldn’t feel this bad about something I expected to happened, but god is it sorely missed.”

~-” I don’t think I really follow. What is to be sorry for when you saw it all coming? It can’t be all that bad can it?”