syaked
☆ Curious footsteps take her everywhere, little pitter-patters upon the floor signifying arrival time. Destination; nowhere, really, just shadowing her love. Red eyes blink hazily as she zooms by, childish in hatred. It was surreal, to be cooped up in one world for so long, then to have it thrown back into the light, and everything moved around, everything changed! She inhales, and spicy hatred peppers her lungs. The red is h e a v y, crushing, almost harmful--and she relished it all the same. A door slams open, her hand upon it's side, and bright crimson eyes blink once, twice.
☆ ...What did this room used to be, then? I don't recognize it!!!












