Post by Belle Johansson on May 23, 2011 17:47:08 GMT
Belle stood on the edge of a cliff as the roaring ocean crashed its foamy waves onto the stony side, She stood in a dirt coloured army uniform her familiar coloured head band was tied neatly amongst her bangs as she stared almost dreamily out to the ravaging waves. Her eyes prickled with tears as a pain swept her body like non she’d ever experienced before. She balled her fist as a sense of complete hatred rattled through her tiny frame. A feeling of desperation swam through her expression as the tall figure began to approach, with fierce determination she turned away and began to run violently across the cliffs edge.
There was no way the person was going to catch her, if they did something terrible was going to happen, she just knew it! The sense of impending doom stiffened and another two other figures seemed to slowly materialise into her dream one stood strong in front while the other a hazy blonde figure coward timidly behind her. How odd, Belle shook as terror took over and the figure that had tried to protect her vanished. All around her she could smell smoke and burning as well as the decay of human flesh, it was sickening and she felt her stomach reach her throat. All around her people she felt obliged to care about swarmed her feet and grabbed hold of her legs holding her in place begging for help.
Blood smeared across her pants leg as she removed herself from the dying mans iron grip, trembling she spotted a gun lying abandoned across the burning grass so she ran to arm herself. Maybe, just maybe if she could defend herself enough she could escape and get away from the man that wished to hurt her. She took aim and fired into the cloud of dust, she could see the silhouette thought the smoke so fired again and again every shot ringing loudly across the grounds. She tossed the gun to one side but by now, it was too late. She was grabbed from behind and forced to the ground; terrified emerald eyes met the hazy figure. As a wicked laughter echoed the burning Cliffside, and Belle paled as realisation dawned on her. And she could only watch and wail as green clad soldiers tore across the land.
She awoke with a terrified scream her body stunk of cold sweat as she shivered affrightedly beneath the light coloured sheets. It was only a dream, she told herself as she felt the tears streak down her cheek. It had seemed so real, so vivid and it was like she knew of the people in her dream like she’d seen them before. It was all too frightening and as the thunder and lightning crashed outside her bedroom window her quiet apartment flashed with a brilliant light. Belle had never felt so alone.
(So this is set during world war one, Even though Belgium was declared a neutral state Germany still went ahead and occupied her land to get to France, and while Germany occupied the country they attacked Belgium with a series of war crimes)
There was no way the person was going to catch her, if they did something terrible was going to happen, she just knew it! The sense of impending doom stiffened and another two other figures seemed to slowly materialise into her dream one stood strong in front while the other a hazy blonde figure coward timidly behind her. How odd, Belle shook as terror took over and the figure that had tried to protect her vanished. All around her she could smell smoke and burning as well as the decay of human flesh, it was sickening and she felt her stomach reach her throat. All around her people she felt obliged to care about swarmed her feet and grabbed hold of her legs holding her in place begging for help.
Blood smeared across her pants leg as she removed herself from the dying mans iron grip, trembling she spotted a gun lying abandoned across the burning grass so she ran to arm herself. Maybe, just maybe if she could defend herself enough she could escape and get away from the man that wished to hurt her. She took aim and fired into the cloud of dust, she could see the silhouette thought the smoke so fired again and again every shot ringing loudly across the grounds. She tossed the gun to one side but by now, it was too late. She was grabbed from behind and forced to the ground; terrified emerald eyes met the hazy figure. As a wicked laughter echoed the burning Cliffside, and Belle paled as realisation dawned on her. And she could only watch and wail as green clad soldiers tore across the land.
She awoke with a terrified scream her body stunk of cold sweat as she shivered affrightedly beneath the light coloured sheets. It was only a dream, she told herself as she felt the tears streak down her cheek. It had seemed so real, so vivid and it was like she knew of the people in her dream like she’d seen them before. It was all too frightening and as the thunder and lightning crashed outside her bedroom window her quiet apartment flashed with a brilliant light. Belle had never felt so alone.
(So this is set during world war one, Even though Belgium was declared a neutral state Germany still went ahead and occupied her land to get to France, and while Germany occupied the country they attacked Belgium with a series of war crimes)