Post by Desdemona Ellis on Mar 18, 2006 22:32:19 GMT -5
Sitting alone in her room had become a custom that Desdemona decided to do ever since school had ended. She hadn’t understood the exact reason for it’s closing, but it brought tears to her eyes. Was it all that hard to control the student body? Apparently it had been, which, had made it the all more amusing. Wondering exactly what had taken people all these years to resort to violence, she sat and doodled. It was a morning pass the time by thing she did when Rhiannon wasn’t around. Seems that girl always had somewhere to be and someplace to go. And, since Mona was more sluggish and let things come to her she stayed in the house. Sure, the occasional wondering was done, but she liked it here.
As she reached for another charcoal color she spotted something under the bed. It was an odd finding considering she kept nothing under her bed. Looking around, as though it were some dirty trick she began to crawl over her art tools towards it. Something about it was calling to her; she couldn’t well leave it alone now, could she? The answer to that was plain and simple in her mind. No, she had to find out what it was. Her hand moved slowly as her heart beat began to speed up. She didn’t quiet understand it, but she had a feeling that when she was close enough it would just vanish. And, being the curious person she was she really couldn’t have that now could she? It seemed down right wrong.
So, she moved ever closer until her hand gripped it. The box didn’t vanish, it wasn’t taken away by the ‘boogeyman’, and she could still feel it’s coldness beneath her finger tips. It was a type of metal covering for it was cold like ice and harder than wood. Sliding it out from under the bed was harder too. She wound up having to use both hands and she gasped when she saw it. The sharp silver coloring was gorgeous, and the design of random lines was simply intriguing. But, what was more interesting was what was inside the box. It had to be something interesting and good, after all, no one would put a boring, simple anything in such a complex box.
Again, her head spun around making sure no one was watching. A discovery like this should be made by her and her alone. No more sharing for this Ellis child. Smirking as her fingers traced the lid she began to lift. An old, dusty smell immediately filled her nostrils as though it hadn’t been opened in a few decades. She coughed a little and sneezed once before she dared to look into the box. However, that’s all it was: a box. It had a red velvet lining to keep secrets safe and well protected from a good shaking around, but, the contents were missing. Well, a lot of pointless stuff that was. However, now she had that jewelry box she needed and didn’t have to go to the store anymore.
Shrugging slightly she crawled over to her dresser and placed it on top. It was her beautiful box, and no one else’s. Now, to finish up the drawing she’d been working so hard on. She crawled back and grabbed the muggy brown she’d had before spotting the box and filled in the tree’s outlines with its color. Once done she sat back and grinned, a true grin. For, she had drawn a small child caved on the forest floor with darkness beginning to surround it. It wasn’t the most pleasant sight to people of the town, but to Desdemona it screamed peace. It was perfection.
As she reached for another charcoal color she spotted something under the bed. It was an odd finding considering she kept nothing under her bed. Looking around, as though it were some dirty trick she began to crawl over her art tools towards it. Something about it was calling to her; she couldn’t well leave it alone now, could she? The answer to that was plain and simple in her mind. No, she had to find out what it was. Her hand moved slowly as her heart beat began to speed up. She didn’t quiet understand it, but she had a feeling that when she was close enough it would just vanish. And, being the curious person she was she really couldn’t have that now could she? It seemed down right wrong.
So, she moved ever closer until her hand gripped it. The box didn’t vanish, it wasn’t taken away by the ‘boogeyman’, and she could still feel it’s coldness beneath her finger tips. It was a type of metal covering for it was cold like ice and harder than wood. Sliding it out from under the bed was harder too. She wound up having to use both hands and she gasped when she saw it. The sharp silver coloring was gorgeous, and the design of random lines was simply intriguing. But, what was more interesting was what was inside the box. It had to be something interesting and good, after all, no one would put a boring, simple anything in such a complex box.
Again, her head spun around making sure no one was watching. A discovery like this should be made by her and her alone. No more sharing for this Ellis child. Smirking as her fingers traced the lid she began to lift. An old, dusty smell immediately filled her nostrils as though it hadn’t been opened in a few decades. She coughed a little and sneezed once before she dared to look into the box. However, that’s all it was: a box. It had a red velvet lining to keep secrets safe and well protected from a good shaking around, but, the contents were missing. Well, a lot of pointless stuff that was. However, now she had that jewelry box she needed and didn’t have to go to the store anymore.
Shrugging slightly she crawled over to her dresser and placed it on top. It was her beautiful box, and no one else’s. Now, to finish up the drawing she’d been working so hard on. She crawled back and grabbed the muggy brown she’d had before spotting the box and filled in the tree’s outlines with its color. Once done she sat back and grinned, a true grin. For, she had drawn a small child caved on the forest floor with darkness beginning to surround it. It wasn’t the most pleasant sight to people of the town, but to Desdemona it screamed peace. It was perfection.
