tucked away in the garden--open

[chastity]

Odd things seemed to be happening to this fallen lately. Not like she wasn't odd or anything but the things happening to her made no sense at all. Instead of allowing herself to remain tucked away in the comfort of the forest she was becoming more active. Almost once a week she left the security of the green haven to interact with all sorts of human life. Was something wrong with her? She didn't need to answer that particular question.

The amusement she received from sensing the mortals fear of her presence never seemed to cease. Even though Chastity had been in London for well over half a year these inhumane creatures never adjusted to the idea of such a bitter creature nestled among all of the joyful citizens. Perhaps the fierceness Chastity approached everyone with made the simple creatures cower in fear. This fallen could only ponder all of the reasons why.

As she sauntered through the city streets of London people constantly stopped to peek at Chastity, something she had adjusted to over all of those never ending years. It was either because of two things. The first would have to be the aura surrounded her. Anyone can instantly pick up something that is wrong with her, that makes other stare at her with confused looks plastered on their faces. The other reason would have to be the beauty she possesses. Now being a fallen she stills keeps those angelic features. Chastity simply chose to walk through the crowds without looking anyone in the or or letting a single word escape her lips.

The triumphant walk of the beauty only came to an end when the garden was what lay before her. When she first arrived in London she came here on a regular basis to escape from the bustle of all of the life in London. It was a fabulous place to simply loose yourself. She nestled herself between two huge bushes that hid herself completely. Anyone who walked by wouldn't be able to tell she was even there. Closing her eyes she let herself totally get in tune with everything around her. Even though the footsteps coming toward the bushes were loud and distinct the fallen held her position.

[Mya Conrale]

Mya was just getting adjusted to her new settings. Even though she has been in England all of her life, she was new to this city. Every few years she moved around, hoping that it would heal her pain. Miserably it failed everytime. He could sense her, feel her every move. No matter what he haunted her in the back of her mind. He was a silent ghost that didn't want to go way. A part of her didn't want him to.

The sky of London was slightly dark as she walked around. Her black hood of her trench coat hung over her face, just enough to hide her from the sun if it came out again. The smell of fresh humans passed her as carelessly walked around, letting her thoughts lead the way.

As Mya continued to wander away from the city people, she found herself at the enterance of a garden. Memories of her past came flying back at her. She hasn't been in a garden since she was a child. Softly, the vampire smiled as memories of her and her mother kneeling in their garden came into view.

Silently, she made her way in, placing her hands in the shallow pokes of her coat. Hundreds of flowers soon engulfed her as she studied every last one of them. Taking in their full beautiful. Moving in deeper, she slight felt the presense of someone there with. Mya could smell it. It wasn't human. She continued to walk, being well aware that someone was there.