Since I feel an image would be better than a description on her true form, here's a link incase that helps you in anyway.
Living all alone
like the monsterthat i am
---that i am
humans go so quickly, they fall so deep asleep. Never show the shock, but I start to weep. You fell in love with the monster that I am, uniform it suited you, hand in hand we ran. Calling all the snakes with all the powers that I have, if they disappeared I don't think that I'd be sad. A never ending world, made for you, and for me. Loving family then we will be. Waiting up for you. Door I closed behind. But you never came. Never wondered why.
Uncommon hues of amethyst gem steered from left right, discreet through flooding streets of civilization, fumes of ciggerate and exhaust from monitoring vechiles. There was curiousity that gleamed along her gentle features, impaled through notice of dully clothed strangers - certain ambiance emitting from her youth as she observed passing people from the top of a wooden roof, feeble legs danced rythmically off of the edge. Not once had she contemplated coming to a place like this again. A smog drifted city that ran on the natural sources of Earth, rather than the.. unnatural. She felt like a black sheep placed among a herd of white, semblance of magic emitted through her quivering veins and through the currents of air - it was lonesome to be coiled around such structure with no sense of magic nearby.
But, she wasn't alone. Fractured pieces of presentable users lay scattered amoungst the city, casting a form of apprehension within as the corners of pinkish lips twitched up into a playful smile. "How intriuging.." she mused, never conceiving there could be quite a handful of users ravaging through the city that was essentially void of magic.
Viola relocated her posture, now situated standing on the ledge with her hands placed firmly on her hips. Jump or fly? Those were two appealing options that produced a thrill of excitement down her spine, shuddering her slender frame as the suffocating uplift of city smoke drifted through the brief passing wind. It seemed today was not the day for flight, but, rather jump. Last time she seeked knowledge of fly, she barely shattered against the surface of the earth - thankfully not to her death. "Haha! Here we go!" letting gravity take it's shoving pleasure, the little dragon girl began dashing alongside the building with immense speed, startling anybody that were to be abutting to their windows. As she impended toward the lower section of rooftop, her feeble legs would jerk against cement structure, presuming her forward as a route of roof to roof became her destinated pathway along this colorless city.
With just this, she felt like she were soaring through the infinite blue sky. Violent lashings of warm breeze tickling her face, eyelids gradually closing as she let this alluring feeling consume her. The sense of self aware was gone. Now, the dragon was entirely blinded by her thoughts to know which route she were to be situated on now. All that mattered to her was this gratifying moment. The moment.. of feeling free.
"Eh-!?" but, not all moments lasted forever, her feet giving out beneath a much sluggish roof-top as the shadowy building hauled her in so suddenly that a boisterous gasp parted way from those small lips. With a thud, she disembarked onto a pile of fractured pieces of wood, giving birth to rays of sunlight from the damage she had produced above. The sudden place she had just made way to was muted in silence, fairly large as it was recognized as some sort of old factory building, evidently not in use anymore. Dust crowded the air, glazing the dimmed sheltered with now aidful light and warmth as Viola curiously peered up - not attentive of the pain that coursed throughout her body.
But, she wasn't alone. Fractured pieces of presentable users lay scattered amoungst the city, casting a form of apprehension within as the corners of pinkish lips twitched up into a playful smile. "How intriuging.." she mused, never conceiving there could be quite a handful of users ravaging through the city that was essentially void of magic.
Viola relocated her posture, now situated standing on the ledge with her hands placed firmly on her hips. Jump or fly? Those were two appealing options that produced a thrill of excitement down her spine, shuddering her slender frame as the suffocating uplift of city smoke drifted through the brief passing wind. It seemed today was not the day for flight, but, rather jump. Last time she seeked knowledge of fly, she barely shattered against the surface of the earth - thankfully not to her death. "Haha! Here we go!" letting gravity take it's shoving pleasure, the little dragon girl began dashing alongside the building with immense speed, startling anybody that were to be abutting to their windows. As she impended toward the lower section of rooftop, her feeble legs would jerk against cement structure, presuming her forward as a route of roof to roof became her destinated pathway along this colorless city.
With just this, she felt like she were soaring through the infinite blue sky. Violent lashings of warm breeze tickling her face, eyelids gradually closing as she let this alluring feeling consume her. The sense of self aware was gone. Now, the dragon was entirely blinded by her thoughts to know which route she were to be situated on now. All that mattered to her was this gratifying moment. The moment.. of feeling free.
"Eh-!?" but, not all moments lasted forever, her feet giving out beneath a much sluggish roof-top as the shadowy building hauled her in so suddenly that a boisterous gasp parted way from those small lips. With a thud, she disembarked onto a pile of fractured pieces of wood, giving birth to rays of sunlight from the damage she had produced above. The sudden place she had just made way to was muted in silence, fairly large as it was recognized as some sort of old factory building, evidently not in use anymore. Dust crowded the air, glazing the dimmed sheltered with now aidful light and warmth as Viola curiously peered up - not attentive of the pain that coursed throughout her body.
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