Topic: Speak to me, Universal Lord

Thriftshop Augur

Date: 2011-05-14 14:06 EST
Sky wandered the streets, worn shoes hitting the sidewalk with a beat that she could only feel more then hear. The scowl seemed to make its attempts to remain permanent upon her lips, but it was the look in those eyes that led to the idea that she didn't much care for feeling somber.

Hands shoved into pockets as she looked past the blaze of manmade light and stars to truly catch sight of something far more universal. The stars.

Staring up at the sky that was when she would feel holy. Her fingers clenched in her pockets in frustration as a beautiful moment was broken again.

A whisper in her mind, a lover's caress of speech at the shell of her ear became a scream, a dull roar that rippled and lapped and multiplied to defeaning.

She grimaced as she twisted her head away trying to avoid the sound but it all was hopeless. Sky knew she'd likely blow out her own eardrums with as loud as she blasted the music from her mp3 player but maybe it was better this way.

It helped.

It kept her from wearing a straight jacket and being thrown into the mad house.

Maybe though, just maybe, this all was her insanity. Her psychotic make believe.

The thought made the pinprick tears of despair glisten against her lashes.

"Shut up shut up shut up!"

A shout out into the night that sent the people around her stepping away, giving wide berth from the strange girl.

Grimacing she ducked through the broken window of the abandoned theater.

She avoided all their looks, especially the shining trail of brilliant green and piercing topaz that tracked her disappearance until the slam of the door shut them all out.

Thriftshop Augur

Date: 2011-05-15 14:01 EST
It was with a handful of tears and the aftermath of a headache that it all finally went silent. Her room was quiet compared to the chaos in her mind and when the whispers finally went silent, it was the music that sang through her and poured through her spirit as white lightning.

Leaning back against the wall her head eased back and she opened eyes of such a deep brown they pooled into the hue of near black. Sky had figured that it would get easier with time but instead it had become worse.

The voices interlapped and changed, sometimes so serene and othertimes so disturbing she didn't know how to make sense of anything going on in her mind.

Sometimes it was just the voices but other times there were dreams. There was so much to make sense of and understand, yet Sky didn't have the means to understand any of it.

She knew it all had to mean something when it came to her, or maybe it meant nothing at all.

The only question that would remain was... why were they sharing their secrets and plans with her?