Luciphels Neko
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- Posted: Tue, 10 Feb 2009 00:27:50 +0000
Samael spared the child who approached him a glance. No one approaches him, ever. They freaked out far too easily. A question, was asked, and Samael glanced at his drawing. What was he drawing? He was drawing the one thing that made him feel alive, he was drawing something he dreamed about. He was drawing something big. He had no idea what he was drawing.
He drew a being, with wings, in robes. He drew a scene of battle and carnage. The being was there, the being was him, sort of, and at the same time, it wasn't. The being held great power, and was pledged to an even greater one. The being... he really wished he knew who they were, so he may remember, then again, what was there to remember?
Ignoring the question, Samael simply placed a finished drawing in Tanner's lap, one that held himself, once again, and a child, near the verge of death, and another being, a female, with such insanity and evil all bound in one, you could feel her wish to crawl off that painting and haunt your nightmares.
He settled back to draw, the distraction known as Tanner could not take his attention away, from the one he was watching.
He drew a being, with wings, in robes. He drew a scene of battle and carnage. The being was there, the being was him, sort of, and at the same time, it wasn't. The being held great power, and was pledged to an even greater one. The being... he really wished he knew who they were, so he may remember, then again, what was there to remember?
Ignoring the question, Samael simply placed a finished drawing in Tanner's lap, one that held himself, once again, and a child, near the verge of death, and another being, a female, with such insanity and evil all bound in one, you could feel her wish to crawl off that painting and haunt your nightmares.
He settled back to draw, the distraction known as Tanner could not take his attention away, from the one he was watching.