silvertear16
The blue flame emitted from the lighters as each club member lit a candle. Each candle represented something different, and as the lighters slowly extinguished everyone could feel the magic in the air.
The tiny blue bird sat upon it's wooden perch that had twisted vines wrapping around it. The bird sang it's sweet little song to an empty morning, preparing for it's daily flight.
The rural dirt road leading into the forest had both a charming and wicked vibe to it.
The room had a sickening crisp clean smell to it. the kind of smell you can only gain by cleaning products and presumably suspicious activity. The smell wasn't the only clean thing, everything looked pristine and perfect. Something was wrong.
honestly the only thing coming to mind is the lyrics to the song bully by shinedown.... we don't have to take this back against the wall, we don't have to take this we can end it all,
Everything swirled around her in a shimmer of shadows and light, everything that was once contained within the vault. Contained for the safety of all. Contained for the sanity of all. Contained to keep the order. At least that's what the government had said.
The pumpkin stood upon the edge of the porch with the creepy face carved upon it's orange body. It stared out through hollowed eyes at the people walking down the street in strange costumes. Light flickered within as the sounds of children filtered through the air.