Thursday, 16 October 2008
R.I.P. Picket McDonnell
I was away...
On the mainland I felt it anyway, a tear that tore me asunder from the inside out. At the time I didn't know what it was, and once it passed I let it be thinking nothing of it. If only I had returned to Toxia that night, if only I could have been there to stop it.
She was killed and torn from me, my sister wife the only other who was made just the same as I. We were a pair roaming the streets of the city making mayhem, when I was sad and she wasn't near by all I had to do was look at this stone. Now the stone just reminds me of what I had lost, nothing was ever going to bring her back.
Now I wonder empty, lost with nothing going on inside anymore. I will make that bastard pay he broke his promise to me, but she was close to Denethorne that angel. I will exact my vengence.
My Picket, my Picket... I still love you and now I am more lost than I was before.