Post by Professor Sebastiania Bouvier on Oct 7, 2007 13:09:09 GMT -5
Sebastiania Bouvier made her way down to the Enchanted Garden. The day had been an adventure since she had stepped into the Forbidden Forest. She knew she would never step foot in there again for any reason there may be in the world. It was way too scary and too many birds lived in there for her not to be afraid of the place.[/size]
She walked through the vine covered arch and looked around at all the flowers. Flowers had never been one of Sebastiania's favorite things to look at or smell. Seb wasn't into the whole 'It smells so nice. Smell it,' type of thing. If she couldn't smell it from where she was there was no use into smelling it at all. What smells nice to one might not smell nice to another. But that was just Sebastiania's philosophy.
Sebastiania's brown eyes looked to some pink tulips. Those had never been her favorite flower either. Discusting things they were. Seb's mother Marylin loved the things to death. They were always in some decoration in the kitchen or in the dinning room. Her eyes looked away from the tulips and looked over to some roses that were fully bloomed.
"A wraith with an angel’s body. A demon with a smile of gold. You soul-sucker. I won’t become like you. A killer with the perfect weapons, crystal eyes and a heart of coal. You soul-sucker. I won’t lose myself in you," she sang very softly to herself as she continued to look at her favorite flower. Sebastiania gently touched the rose feeling it's soft fuzzy petal.
"Look how pretty she is, when she falls down. Now there’s no beauty in bleeding mascara. Lips are quivering like a withering rose, she’s back again." The bush of roses reminded Sebby of 'Bleeding Mascara' by Atreyu. Probably since that was one of her favorite songs by Atreyu and probably because that was one of the very few favorite albums ever made by a band. Nothing on that album sounded good which was great since not m any bands could pull off a whole album as great sounding.
Sebastiania left the bushes of roses and walked over to a bench. "What the thank do you think love means? It’s more than words and more than feelings sucking me dry. Is my marrow that sweet? Your dead lovers have left a trail of broken hearts and misspent hopes. Sucking them dry. Does their marrow taste of sweetness, sweetness? I hope you choke,
"Look how pretty she is, when she falls down. And there’s no beauty in bleeding mascara. Lips are quivering like a withering rose, she’s back again, she's back, shes back again.. shes back," she finished singing to herself. Her eyes looked around some more of the Enchanted Garden. Why on Earth would they ever call it Enchanted Garden she would probably never know. Maybe she'd learn on a rainy day.
