Tale in a teacup

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Rinoa Triste

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(10/1/01 11:54 am)
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Tale in a teacup

‘If I had tears I would cry’ she told herself as he left with his suitcase the hall empty and lonely, the places they once were so happy together now screaming out in pain. Tears of blood dripped down her face each more painful than the one before it, viscous crimson blood dripped into the porcelain teacup as she held it in her trembling hands. She looked down into the cup the blood gently swirling mixing with the brown dregs of coffee, her ivory fangs slowly extended a low purring sound emanated ‘I never thought it would come to this.’

~*Rin*~

In space the stars are no more nearer they just glitter like a morgue.

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