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[atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/PaisTableM.png] that old grandfather clock ticking on the wall just above her head in a slow and steady rhythm, counting down the seconds the girl had left to live, not many. paisley kind of wished that her own guardian, a small human offspring by the name of josia, would have her heart strong enough to beat in pace with the considerably stupid and annoying rickety clock. however, it probably wasn't even possible to revive the poor girl by this time, now that she was barely hanging on to the small little thread of life. pai hardly even knew if josia wanted to live anymore, since she was in so much pain, even if a miracle would take place, the child would be alone, with both of her parents lying dead on the floor. waking up, groggy from her tiny cat nap, not even remembering where she had allowed herself to lumber into a sleeping mode for a mere half hour. whatever sleep she could get, was taken, though, considering in the deprivation that she encountered due to hideous nightmares that struck though her body like a freezing cold lightning bolt. life wasn't really seen in color when sleep didn't occur for long periods of time, it was all black and white, no fun on rainbows and lollipops, just a lifetime of gloom that swallowed you whole like depression, another tick, bugging her partially sane mind into complete insanity, her self- diagnoses of depression. heaving her medium, yet somewhat large frame into a sitting position with an exhausted sigh, honey amber eyes wide, no matter how tired she actually was, because by now she was pretty much used to the sleepless nights that it didn't even really bother pai. galloping towards the creek the lap the fresh transparent liquid from the ground I . order to restore her quenched thirst. head bobbing up with the absolute sound of another animal, instinctively dropping her nose to the ground, canine. great, exactly what paisley wants to deal with today even though she was considerably excited about the rest she had received recently. ears peeking, deep growl rumbling high in her throat, "who's there?" calling out with alto notes, usually matched with seduction, but actually came naturally to the retriever female, now raising on her launches, eyes locked upon the general area the noise had originated, the unwanted noise that was.left fore paw raising in alert, tail tucked low between her legs in aggression, however, she was still surprisingly calm about the whole situation. Amount: 517 Notes: I tried not to write a novel but this is kinda messy, first time Muse: good Tune: pandora Tags: anyone