07-31-2018, 02:25 PM
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INTO THE SUN
(watch me disappear)
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She remembers the ghost of her mother's laugh breathing down her neck, the bittersweet voice filling her curtained room with its gentle trilling. She remembers having woken up to her mother's decaying face staring straight at her, remembers running as fast as she could from the Observatory, from the fields, from familiar faces judging every step that she takes until she's been dissected in front of everyone - she remembers words haunting every pawprint she leaves behind with proclamations of her lack of worth, her lack of presence, her lack of soul, her lack of personality, her lack of connections, friends, family, loved ones...
She remembers running away one night and disappearing into the world beyond.
When she comes back, stands by the border again with the corpse of a deer dangling from her jaws, she's bigger. Bigger than she had been before, quieter as she pushes past the scent-markers until the tall grass are dancing around her legs. They don't seem as tall anymore, not when she towers over them in her new body, strong and lean but harboring the same colors she'd had before. It's undeniable who she is, who she used to be, but half of a broken mask is covering the right side of her face, white porcelain gilded with gold, and the eye within is more amber than gold; the color seems to brighten and dim with every breath.
Even the golden speckles along her body have taken to emitting a soft light.
Versailles reaches the Observatory but veers away from its doors, instead finding a patch of land in the back where she settles down and begins to feed on her catch. A massive paw moves up to move the mask partly away, revealing a patch of pink skin underneath - skin, no fur, burned perhaps? As soon as she's taken a bite, she adjusts the slab of porcelain to hide it again. She repeats this motion, over and over, shifting the mask back and forth to feed, to swallow, to feed again until her kill has already lost its leg to her.
She decides she's had enough, pushes away the carcass with one paw, and simply lies there in the shadow cast by the massive building behind her, lower jaw pressed above her extended arm.
It's been only two days but... so much seems to have changed.
She remembers running away one night and disappearing into the world beyond.
When she comes back, stands by the border again with the corpse of a deer dangling from her jaws, she's bigger. Bigger than she had been before, quieter as she pushes past the scent-markers until the tall grass are dancing around her legs. They don't seem as tall anymore, not when she towers over them in her new body, strong and lean but harboring the same colors she'd had before. It's undeniable who she is, who she used to be, but half of a broken mask is covering the right side of her face, white porcelain gilded with gold, and the eye within is more amber than gold; the color seems to brighten and dim with every breath.
Even the golden speckles along her body have taken to emitting a soft light.
Versailles reaches the Observatory but veers away from its doors, instead finding a patch of land in the back where she settles down and begins to feed on her catch. A massive paw moves up to move the mask partly away, revealing a patch of pink skin underneath - skin, no fur, burned perhaps? As soon as she's taken a bite, she adjusts the slab of porcelain to hide it again. She repeats this motion, over and over, shifting the mask back and forth to feed, to swallow, to feed again until her kill has already lost its leg to her.
She decides she's had enough, pushes away the carcass with one paw, and simply lies there in the shadow cast by the massive building behind her, lower jaw pressed above her extended arm.
It's been only two days but... so much seems to have changed.
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