falling in love with a distant memory hidden deep inside your heart. comes to be ripped out leaving you wandering like a ghost among the rain.
"and I hold to every ounce of sin. I know he doesn't love me like I love him."
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—————————————— "If death were a feeling of sanctity, would hell be it's sanctuary?" ——————————————
—HAUNTED （summary)
LETS START OFF SIMPLE. She doesn't remember him. She doesn't want to remember him. Either or, that doesn't matter, he was a sickness towards her, consuming her over and over again until she was a speck of dirt in the ground, under her skin and under the floor. Haunting her like a plague embedded into the richness of her oath falling her crystal teary eyes. Like crescents of the seas as they fell on to her cheeks. Who she was and who she will be hasn't been answered yet.
Margaret Duvall, she thinks it was her name she could be wrong, except they tell her she's never wrong. They crawl over her hoping just with a bit of them left to get a bite. She feels their creepy crawly skin grow into her ears and feed her the pills that fall down the throat to discovery. It doesn't matter anyway she is not supposed to see them, she doesn't but she knows they're there. Feeling the grainy old hands that turn into claws to rip her eyes out of the sockets.
She's young, barely reaching the age of contentment. Barely 25 they say or she thinks they say. Again....it doesn't matter, she doesn't care anyway.
What she cares about (rumor to be told) is the fact she's away from the demons that revoked her. Simply content with being alive once more for the last time. This time she'll live and not worry about the children that fall to their knees in witness of those auras that come from above. So s(he) says, she won't speak anyway, when she does hope dies just as quickly as it was there.
Hope doesn't last as long as the truth prevails. The truth for what it was. Was her silently watching the world collapse again and again
——- "There are days of triumph and wealth and there are days of greed and somber, but either way we stay committed to the things we hate the most" — ??? —-
Cast!!
MARGARET DU'VALL (the mortal from hell) as described.. ——
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"The devil you know isn't the one, I used to love. For the one I loved devoured me whole; and ate my heart like a candy stone." ——
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NOTES so.... I had an idea idk where it came from but I was listening to laufey and was like wait. also this plot may or may not be all over the place 😱. So I may or may not just restart or revamp this entire thing. plot is still the same I think but as I was rereading I felt like it was rush and I hate when it's rushed. Slight differences. Prologue will be a tad different. btw I write on my phone bc the computer makes me feel like a professional (I am not 😪) .
