1 Air
There was no air.
Inside the dark murky hole there was nothing but dirt and open space, but if you looked carefully in the right-hand corner of the square-shaped hole; there sat a little girl, long hair reaching past her feet lay beside her radiating the colour of blood.
A Victorian styled dress that seemed tailored to belong to only her is what she wore, along with a choker with a breathtaking black jewel embedded into it. Tucked underneath the skirt of her dress were two thin, pale legs that could only be described as the shade of white as her thin arms were very carefully tucked together.
Her face was covered by the overgrown frontal bangs, but if her face was visible you would be able to see a ghostly pale face of a stunning child. Her two thick lips, although pale and cracked, you could still see the former rosy colour that they portrayed.
At first glance, this girl would be recognized as a large porcelain doll, made by a true master who's had eons upon eons of study; but a third look later you would see that the doll was a little too realistic with its overgrown nails, and the exquisite detail. Then you would finally realize that it was not a doll you were looking at, but a dead child. The body was positioned in a way that made you think that she was just taking a little nap; in a way that was true, but that's an explanation for another time.
If one had a keen eye they would be able to see that the girl's body was dead; yet why didn't it seem to rot? No pungent smell roamed around the hole, her body was as if she really were taking a nap.
The hole the girl was in wasn't something a human being could dig up. It was made so deep into the ground that no human would be able to dig, even with an extended life of 200 years to the normal human lifespan. No exits were made for it was intended that what was sealed in could never be allowed to get out. Not only was this a hole not made by a natural cause, but it was a cage made from what humans called the earth's core, said to be the strongest substance both physically and spiritually. It is said to be able to hold the strongest monsters that plagued the universe.
The silence that had always surrounded the cage grew even thicker, if that was even possible, as the non-existing eyes focused back on the girl. Looking at her, you could confirm 100% that she was definitely dead, for the body was just too pale and there was no air available this deep into the ground. Yet the girl's pale lips twitched, and if you listened closely you could barely hear a still audible gasp of a sweet and deadly voice.
There was a reason that this girl was sealed away here, and the world was about to find out why.
Inside the dark murky hole there was nothing but dirt and open space, but if you looked carefully in the right-hand corner of the square-shaped hole; there sat a little girl, long hair reaching past her feet lay beside her radiating the colour of blood.
A Victorian styled dress that seemed tailored to belong to only her is what she wore, along with a choker with a breathtaking black jewel embedded into it. Tucked underneath the skirt of her dress were two thin, pale legs that could only be described as the shade of white as her thin arms were very carefully tucked together.
Her face was covered by the overgrown frontal bangs, but if her face was visible you would be able to see a ghostly pale face of a stunning child. Her two thick lips, although pale and cracked, you could still see the former rosy colour that they portrayed.
At first glance, this girl would be recognized as a large porcelain doll, made by a true master who's had eons upon eons of study; but a third look later you would see that the doll was a little too realistic with its overgrown nails, and the exquisite detail. Then you would finally realize that it was not a doll you were looking at, but a dead child. The body was positioned in a way that made you think that she was just taking a little nap; in a way that was true, but that's an explanation for another time.
If one had a keen eye they would be able to see that the girl's body was dead; yet why didn't it seem to rot? No pungent smell roamed around the hole, her body was as if she really were taking a nap.
The hole the girl was in wasn't something a human being could dig up. It was made so deep into the ground that no human would be able to dig, even with an extended life of 200 years to the normal human lifespan. No exits were made for it was intended that what was sealed in could never be allowed to get out. Not only was this a hole not made by a natural cause, but it was a cage made from what humans called the earth's core, said to be the strongest substance both physically and spiritually. It is said to be able to hold the strongest monsters that plagued the universe.
The silence that had always surrounded the cage grew even thicker, if that was even possible, as the non-existing eyes focused back on the girl. Looking at her, you could confirm 100% that she was definitely dead, for the body was just too pale and there was no air available this deep into the ground. Yet the girl's pale lips twitched, and if you listened closely you could barely hear a still audible gasp of a sweet and deadly voice.
There was a reason that this girl was sealed away here, and the world was about to find out why.
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