Nov 22, 2014
Who are you?
Jackie pushed the front doors of Pitch's home open, breathing in the tainted smell of nightmare sand. The newly made darkling walked down the hall her hips in a swift motion with each step and as she stopped in her tracks to admire the darkness around her. She heard small steps from behind, making her twist on her heels to look at the intruder."Who are you?" Jackie said with a cocked brow, her hands on her hips as she looked to the girl in front of her."Come on, Speak up. I haven't got all day ya know." Her once icy blue eyes now mixed with black sand that swirled to show her annoyance.