just give me that wide smile made for putting songs into the hearts of the doomed
There was a demon on her heels, she just knew it. The look in his red eyes had been terrifying and she’d only seen it for a mere instant before she darted away again. His words followed her and yet she chose not to answer, focused solely on her own escape. That’s all that mattered.
After so many years, she couldn’t even remember how she escaped Bruise or she’d do it now. Perhaps she’d only waited for him to leave again -- Yes, that sounded right. She took her time and ran after he was away. For so long she’d kept to forests so similar to these to outrun her nightmares, always expecting to wake up to Bruise standing over her, finally caught again.
And she knew the only reason she hadn’t was due to his disinterest.
Eventually, she’d stopped running back then. And now, she’d also have to stop running from this new beast. She would get tired, but by then, maybe she would have outrun him. She hoped so. And she continued on for as long as her legs could go, as long as her breast still heaved with air and her eyes remained open. Until at last she had to stop, had to catch her breath.
She stood with her head hung, pale hair over half her face as she peered around anxiously. She didn’t see anything though. She probably lost him.
and catch a cold heart staring at the water; babe, remember you flew