Like A Suicide

(C) By Dragenruler +I only wish to know who drew this... Kind of Confusing... Angel from heaven to Hell...

~Scroll Down Please~ Bleached feathery wings spread out in a circle as her tiny body fell into the unknown. Her raven bangs danced up into her face as the air thumped over her creamy skin, glistening as the golden orbs reflected on her face. Silky fingers wrapped around her tiny body, air that felt drier than piercing ice. She felt cold, like the devil has taken over what she once claimed as her own treasure. Sapphires glowed with unshed joy as she tried to reach her arms. A mistake… Something had gone wrong, but non spoke about it when it happened. Tongues glued shut as she took those terrifying steps, one by one, small feet paddled across the large hall… Tousled of raven hair floated around her bleached wings as her sapphire eyes cringed into the inky mist. A tick line withdrew though the ink. High chocolate mountains pointed through as some type of dusky gray creature flew over and across. Snapping her eyes shut, she knew what was to come of her as she tried to struggle from the ghastly airs’ silky fingers. But she lost, her arms becoming limp as she struggled against its silky wrath. The air around her froze up, making her gasp out in breaths as it finally let its deadly fingers loose. She sluggishly tried to lift herself up as burning agony embraced her into the emptiness, her eyes moved slowly into thin slits as it tried not to close them - but as it was ordered it must be done - and she closed her eyes as sleep overcame her. A soft growl escaped her now plum lips as a pounding pain enveloped her as she shot up. Her eyes scanned over the earth; dark moist grounds laid out ahead for miles as dusky bark stood crookedly across the land, old scenes of a vivid fire showed with its dark gray air that still blanketed the land. A devilish grin covered her face as her now ruby eyes shown with thoughts that were meant to be sealed up into an old, bone covered chest. Her short white hair tousles danced across her small fragile shoulders. Dark charcoal wings blanketed her as she kneel onto her one leg as the other one sealed firmly onto the moist ground, rubbing her leg as a sly grin escaped her. Heaven, something that was once the only place for salvation, but now… It was like a suicide, from Heaven to Hell…