25.6.13

part trois.

When the girl finally awoke, it was early spring and she found herself thawing, much like the ground beneath her. As the morning sun started to rise along the horizon, birds began to sing in the branches above. And even though her mind was as numb and vacant as the hole in her chest, their cries caused the girl to stir from her deep slumber. Her paper eyelids fluttered open; the dark blue of her eyes had grown pale beneath a thin layer of film that had collected there. So, after one disorienting moment, she began to take in her surroundings, along with the strangers body she found herself trapped in.
Spiders had sewn their cottony webs down the length of the fragile carcass, clinging to the hollows of its collarbone and crisscrossing inside the telltale cavity where its heart should have been. The skin of its arms and thighs had started to wither away, only bone left behind. And if she had been able, the girl would have wept at the horror of what had become her. But no matter how melancholy the scene before her appeared, it couldn't compare to the sorrow she felt as the memories buried deep within her of a beautiful boy with warm, adoring eyes began to surface.
As the memories came faster and faster, however, the sorrow quickly turned into animosity. And, with this new sensation burning within her, she peeled herself away from the deteriorating body she had once known, letting her ghost float sweetly away from its home and through the wilderness in search of the one who had stolen her heart. 

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