Perfectly blemished [open]

[Emily Rochette]

"Boku ga sakebi sukui no te wo sashinobete mo / kikeiji wo imikirau hitobito no mure... / uragiri no gyakutai..."

The foreign words slipped from her tongue as the girl strolled absently down a deserted street. Her shoulders rolled back, the pale flesh across her shoulder blades still numb from the repetetive stinging of a needle, two crinson wings painted into her skin. Emily started humming to herself, her head tilting up at the night sky, stars glittering the everlasting, velvet-smooth darkness. In the innocent way she walked, she was almost daring someone to approach her; Paying so little attention to her surroundings that she seemed to say "I don't even have to worry about you."

[Sarah Kross]

Shh..

Another girl slipped past Emily, brushing her cold skin against her. She spun around and poked out her tongue, giggling slightly. Her pale skin was unusually abnormal, almost translucent. Her dark eyes peered out curiously as if she never saw another person before.

Who ... Are ... You?

The words, instead of being spoken outloud, echoed themself in the other girl's mind. Sarah took a step back, canting her head to the side while placing a hand on her own face. Her image began to slowly fade away from the air before becoming visible once more.

She wondered if They talked to her, too.

Lowering her pale hand, she took a step back cautiously while waiting for an answer.