Wiltings in the shadows { @ ib-doesnt-fib }
Lost?
That she was.
Alone.
More than she had bargained for.
The girl had never expected a fate such as this. An empty, cruel fate. Claire no where to be found. And without an excite in site. The girl brought herself to her knees, and sat in the shadow of the hallway, waiting for what was to come next. Whether it was the slightest bit of hope to see Clarie again, or just loosing all hope. She'd be willing to wait.
Hours past.
A petal fell form the black rose she held so delicately in her hands.
She ignored it. Though she could not ignore the faint feeling she had after it fell to the ground. Letting a sigh escape from her lips, she heard the echo of footsteps down the turn of the hallway. Hesitating to run, she waited for the figure to come into view.
