Persephani’s Comments (group member since Oct 16, 2014)

Persephani’s comments from the Crazy, Weird, Random and Fabulous All Over group.

Thanks!

Me too, but it's passed.

Ok, I'm going to submit this. Warning; my work is sometimes really dark, so I don't know how filter. Sorry.
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THE TREES

I remember the trees were bleeding that day.
They were all bare—winter and spring had been warring for dominance over the earth, and while the grass was mostly unaffected by the temperature shift, the trees did not dare to bloom or bud for fear of winter’s cantankerous chill. At first I thought it was rain; the dark, fluffy clouds in the sky were threatening to burst any moment. But the drop slowly making its way down my bare arm millimeter by millimeter was bright red and opaque. The trees were bleeding.It seeped from the tips of branches, drops of ruby liquid poised where buds should have been, dropping down on the heads of pedestrians and splattering the sidewalks and soaking back into the earth.

I remember the trees were bleeding that day.It was slow at first, then it was like a rainstorm; the forests were bloody skeletons and the streets were filled with the thick runoff. Everyone else, the cowards, watched from the windows but I left my bag and shoes in a chair and ran out into it.I remember the trees were bleeding that day.The wind sent the blood flying everywhere. I found it coincidental that we were the only ones outside; I was the only one dancing in through the crimson puddles, he was the only one dancing under the trees, examining the bleeding. We looked like demons; me a little imp dancing through the blood of my victims and he, the creature examining its work. Oh, was he a creature examining his work. I remember the trees were bleeding that day.I’m not one to refuse a dance, and so I let him take me in his arms as we waltzed between the trees. All I had was a name (I had every reason to believe it was false; the one I gave him was not mine) and a dance (barefoot over sticks and stones I felt but did not hurt me) and a song (the wind and blood sang to us, though I only realized when he mentioned it).

I remember the trees were bleeding that day.The day that he took me away; I hope someone found my dog and took care of him. I hope my sister made it to Broadway. I hope my mother didn't cry. Because I didn't care when he danced me away. I just I remember the trees were bleeding that day.

492. We're winning(???)

Alyssa

I win.

ALL THE COLORS.

Date.
Morpheus from Splintered

I just realized I never introduced myself!
Hi I'm Alsha, also the Inkblot, from Virginia. Nice to meet you all. Don't really know how to do these things so I'm gonna shut up now :D

We're already friends, but if anyone else wants to add me, I accept everyone!