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                                !

            somnolent breath hitches abruptly, haunted slumber is intruded by the sounds of sharp knocks against the bedroom’s door. lashes are given only moments to flutter open before combatant’s instincts kick in, body swiftly lurching forward unto a sitting position upon the bed. disheveled tresses from the night’s sleep flocked wildly on ebony crown as eyes laid scrutiny on the empty room ; & stiff shoulders loosen as she is assured that there was no presence laid hidden for an ambush.

                             coming

            hands quickly yanks the blankets from where it laid & with a burst of sudden energy, she slides from the matresses — or would, if agonizing pains did not capture her at first step. ivories grit, biting down upon her tongue to ease down a cry & appendages gingerly reach for the source of the throbbing sores, a bandaged area at the base of her neck. a tight grimace splays upon her mouth as another twinge of pain races through her spine at the lightest touch, but is forced away ( the fact that it had not been healed yet was undeniably bad news ; but she couldn’t afford that to be the reason for any one’s worry ). wounds aside, ruffled locks are quickly brushed down in the hopes of being mildly presentable before digits grasp cold handles & opens. 

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                    …good morning —

         & a languid yawn interrupts her drowsy syllables, palms attempting to rub the sleep from bleary eyes yet still. mmm, more tired than usual.

 akxme

                    hey, its really you this time too,
                      right , big sis ?

                 hushed breaths cuts through the taut air, their notes laced with the euphoria & awe parred with a mere child, that had been gifted with their favorite sweets. porcelain countenances flush a mirthful vermilion, hopeful stygian hues fully encroached with the visage of the ravenette, whose semblance ( like that of the darkest of nights, but their terrains stained in blood was eternally engraved upon her mind. plush lips would stretch into a delighted smile unto long-lost kin yet the factor of joy behind those lips was queerly nonexistent. & she only profess her next words almost shyly in but murmurings, pallid digits clasped hidden behind her back whilst sharp nails bit into soft flesh — perchance a restraint, for an influx of unknown emotions.

               i’ve really missed you, you know …
                 but i’m still glad —

                        —-and this time, i’ll end you for sure.

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