Briar Black
Poe
Fearful Symmetry
My audience is God, because who the hell else could understand me?
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Post by Briar Black on Sept 18, 2011 14:07:06 GMT -5
No one comes here. The tortured one known as Briar Black throughout the short span of her life, is but a memory now.
The girl lacks a proper grave, with no headstone to commemorate the ephemeral time she had to live. Instead, the desert gave her a proper burial, and cloaked her dead carcass with a veil of sand, much in the way a parent covers their shivering child.
Letters, flowers, and/or mementos can be left on the little mound of earth, that serves as the child's burial site.
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Lilith Black
Gerudo
Divine Symmetry
love, longing - you can't carry it with you if you want to survive
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Post by Lilith Black on Sept 21, 2011 16:05:24 GMT -5
A small piece of white paper has been left on the mound of earth. The scrap is held down by only a flower: a petite pink bloom known commonly as the briar rose.
Briar,
I love you. I'm sorry. - Lilith
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