The Lonely RoseOf but one thing may symbolize elegance, but is dangerous to those who do not know how to handle it. That object is the Rose. Refined is she, who longs for their grace and beauty. Tender is he, whom brings them to her.The Lonely Rose by The-Dark-Lord-Link
For RemtheDeathGoddess – Happy birthday, my friend!
THE LONELY ROSE
The silence of her home was heavy, the only sound being that of the rain beating against her window. Nature poured rivers from the heavens and showered her lonely mansion, as if washing away her past.
For long days, she sat by her window – gazing beyond the thick glass upon the green fields that surrounded her land, vast as it was from the family fortune. A quiet, desolate sigh escaped her rosy lips; she yearned to be free again. But by her own words, she bound herself from the outside world for fear of her cursed blood bringing more evil upon mankind.
It was a hard decision, however she had little to live for now; beyond her studies in chemistry, and the occasional fight with a