THE VIOLENT
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Post by JUNE ARTEMISIA MONTGOMERY on Apr 16, 2018 22:50:07 GMT 1
I WOULDN'T HOLD MY BREATH IF I WAS YOU
'CAUSE I'LL FORGET BUT I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU
DON'T YOU KNOW, DON'T YOU KNOW
TRUE FRIENDS STAB YOU IN THE FRONT Entry 1: Bed of Thorns Papa, Today is the eve of your death. It has been many years since that time, and yet I remember your face as if I see it every day. This human heart that you have given me aches with the memories of your loss. I miss you, yet I believe I would have continued to be ignorant of my true purpose had you continued to live. I only wished we'd had more time. Tomorrow will I will light the candles I have gathered for you, as I do every year. I know that you are with me, for your soul is mine and my soul is yours. For this very reason, I am never alone. I got out of solitary a few days ago. They kept me locked away for two weeks and four days this time. I was not at fault this time. The wench with the violet streaks in her hair deserved it. She spit in my food. I know that eating is unnecessary, but I will not be treated like a second class citizen. I am superior to most. I was lenient with my assault. I could have taken her head clean off her shoulders, but I settled for a blade into her chest. Next time I will show no mercy. I believe she dislikes me because she is a necromancer and can't control me upon my death, for I have never been alive, nor will I 'die' when my time comes to an end. I will simply cease to exist. Jealous little girl. I would like to purchase a new cheongsam. There was a very beautiful one in the catalog I was reading in my spare time. I'm not allowed to leave campus, but I will find someone that can acquire what I need. I could use alchemy, but my skills seem to be limited to weapons. Hans never did teach me the simple necessities, just the rules of survival. I often question how the two of you could have been such good friends. I look forward to tomorrow though. I get to open another of your secret letters. You wrote so many. I wish I could open them all at once. If only you hadn't sealed them with your own alchemy. You were a clever man, Ash Walter Montgomery. Until next time, ~ Little Bird MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0
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