:white_small_square: 02 Miseria [Mysery] by :copyright: Jpdragon_2016

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♤ author

• j. placedown

♤ genre

• dramatic

• dark fantasy

♤ trigger

• suicide

• blood

• death

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ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴩɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴜᴛ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴩɪɴɢ. ᴍy ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴀꜱ ɪ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴜꜱᴜᴀʟʟy ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴏɴʟy ᴀ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴏᴍ ᴀ ꜱᴀᴅ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ɪɴ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ.

I was crossing an unlimited fog, which covered both my feet and the ground circumstant. The walking was not easy because there were more small rocks, which interrupted my fast movement. After great fatigue, a big cave appeared near my tired eyesight: It was dark and jagged, set under a mountain where I saw a reflected dragon-like shadow. It moved the sad mouth to the ground.

Is there someone?"

Nothing answered me. I continued to move my feet to the grotty cave, I stopped to look at that shadow nearing me. I went on and I listened a crying there. I did not where that stricken and female voice should be that, seeming painful.

I began to observe left and right myself, to be very sure that some hostile creature did not attack me. I was afraid at that bad moment, and I continued. I stopped then, beginning to sit down in front of that shattered and sad to be alive and I was worried her, and I spoke to her with a sweet tone.

"Are you okay, little creature cup?"

"Why are you crying? What is wrong?"

So shy, I neared my hands to her with calm. Her reaction was a bit positive, she hugged me crying on. I cared sadly for her smooth head. I sat down and I put that sweet and good creature on me, finding to consulate her broken feelings.

"Who are you, young dragoness? Why are you down?"

The poor creature laid her head on my shoulder and beginning to say something with her little tone. She did me cuteness while hurting my heart, and I decided to help her without to know about her dragon breed. Her sad voice told me something.

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"My bitter life began when my mother was accused of betrayal. I saw guards then torturing her skin to bring up her to a cross on a tower, where there were cut off men and women heads around.

I couldn't see my mother screaming from that unless pain, caused by those spear piercings on her skin...

I cried more that I came to her of night, I freed her bringing out but, a spear hit her heart"

"Mommy, you can't leave me forever alone"

A little violet dragoness cried. She was looking for another dragoness, from the same breed. She was dying in her arms, caused by a spear which was on her chest.

"you have continued to live, my nameless daughter"

The young cried she screamed so much she lost the voice while her red eyes were looking at the mother leaving her.

"I saw her blood flowing on the ground. I pick up her corpse, looking at the bloody moon raising. The end for myself now arrived."

"I didn't know where I could bury my poor mother, thinking at that creepy show which it killed her no guilt. This dark thought finished till when I arrived at the home where my mother will relax in peace"

The little misery came from her cave where she made a big hole ruining her hands. She picks up the corpse, kissing the forehead of that innocent. She cared for the face for that latest time, till hug her like she wouldn't laying her on the ground but, she was forced to leave her there. But she did not want because she felt still the mother's missing if she was also almost adult from her ruined appearance.

"I couldn't lay her, in that way. She is to my mother if she is dead too!

I saw her corpse still blooding. It made very sense, causing a strong headache.

That was a mortal strike inside, forcing me to do finished. I meant there disappearing thus, to die!"

The poor laid the corpse on the hole. She sat down near the hole, she looked more times the dead creature which she wanted never leave her so.

"Mommy, No! You could not die, I need still your hugs and your love!"

The little creature thought to her past ed with her parents before her mother was involved in that just happened without guilt. But her one guilt was only to be found in a wrong situation like that.

"My dear fellow, this part was my life's ending. It forced me to live without family, home, friends, and so on.

Then you can not imagine how much blood was fallen during my misery and pierced. How much pain I had inside.

Don't tell my cruel story, because other people don't realize us who are living so"

She picks out the mother's corpse. She cared the black scales, crying still in silence. She saw after a cutting stone's piece as a razor on the table, thinking to go away from that sinful city where her father was burnt alive with his sad two sisters.

She took after a mirror. She reflected her picture on that thing and she realized about her appearance was not cured, like when her parents were alive. Her glance was struck. Her scales were dark violet, as that deathly night when she was born.

She had got a golden flat long and rino-like hooked horn at the nose's center, two flat fangs border of gold and her mouth was almost dark narrow.

Her sweet eyes were brown from the yellow sclera, their shape was similar to a tear-like prism while her eyebrows were rogue gold, tin, and almost mashed. Her arms were weak like her glance.

Her dressing way was not worth to be seen meanwhile: she wore only a dark gray chocker full of spines around on her violet neck. A black belt was on her nude torso which attacked a dark gray skirt, cut off into two ripped pieces.

"There my small and weak heart was taking the control, losing my real conscience and I felt weak and sick!

I wanted after to finish my misery with the death, my dear stolen confident."

She moved the same glance to a knife-like rock, set on that table. That sharping stone could end her ruined features and she moved out the mirror against the table, for the forced harp provocative.

She grabbed it, she cut off her left forearm continuously and suddenly she faded from the pain.

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I felt very bad in front of that happened. I felt my heart-stopping and I could not keep her on my thigs, while her glance was empty and she fainted on me. I cared her neck ing quietly to her shoulders, I touched her skin after and suddenly she trembled.

"What is wrong now? Can I not care about your skin, please!?"

Her deep eyes impulsed, changing color. It's brown mutated into black, becoming so much harped.

Her skin was blooded. The blood transformed into that horrible symbol which I had seen somewhere: that was probably one of the cursed and deathly marks.

I hugged her again who vanished from my eyes. Was so she went way, from my bloody hands now. That moment was creepy and very sad, to let me so. I found her as a sister if she also died.

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