If her tongue were any sharper it would be a sword.

"It's so much fun watching the gears
in his head attempt to grasp each other
trying to understand our sarcasm."

A touch as light as one's first kiss...
Silent shock of twinkling shards...
rich, pure crimson flowing out of a wide and terribly long ****
A sharpness of almost medical assault
eyes widened by fear, consumed by darkness

That frigid tone of disdain were the normal words heard from her throat
Her words so sweet to be called almost honeyed

But nothing that she says matters
**** is the only thing I hear from her mouth

"Being a girl means you cry easily..."
"But only Ingrates think like that."

The Haunting Rings of Love
Ripped from the Clutches if Her Life by a Simple,
Warn, Welcoming Smile

Ms. VonFray screams and throw herself away; flying into life, seeing who she could be
But of course Jay was unable to see it

"They will hear it,"
Someday they will have no choice but to hear it.
That beautiful shriek
That silent scream that couldn't have been quite if it wanted to...

"bibebamus!" or maybe it was bibit

All I do is watch as the quill continues to speak all the stories it knows

As all sound is finally silenced....