Post by DESIRAE MALIA CLARENCIEUX on Aug 23, 2014 21:16:50 GMT -5
Desirae sat on a large branch near the edge of the forbidden forest. She was still hidden well within the trees, but could see the school through a few breaks in the branches. She sighed, pulling out her portable stationary set, and placing the parchment on her lap. She pulled out a quill and ever so slowly licked the tip before dipping it into the ink.
My Dearest, Sweet ELIJAH LEONARDO REYES,
She wrote.
I find it hard to believe that it has been almost a year since we started writing these lovely letters to one another. I hope you have been doing well, especially since I am planning on having a few friends visit you later this week, just to make sure you are keeping up to par.
Desi laughed out loud at her little letter so far. She loved making her letters seem as sweet as overly sugared syrup, and just as sticky in ones mouth. She liked to use words the best way a person could, in writing. Once she had created a web of secrets around her victim, that's when the blackmail started. She continued to write,
I noticed that sweet girl you've just met, Sae, is looking well this week. I trust you two will become close friends? It's sweet, the way you dote on each other. Even if you aren't aware of it yet, you two have a decent spark.
My darling, I must end this note a little shorter than usual. I know you'll be disappointed, considering how full and lovely my letters usually are.
She laughed again, not caring if anyone heard her.
Please, try not to catch on fire while my friends are around. They aren't interested in flames, either.
Witt is my poison, knowledge my power and words my webs.
Much Love,
Arachne
As she finished her letter she folded it in half and put forth a low whistle. Several little spiders crawled off the branches and down her arms. "Aw, my sweets. I only require the service of two." Only two remained on her hand while the others began dispersing themselves around her body, making their way back to the branches.
"You know what to do," she whispered as the sweet little creatures took the note and scurried away. She closed her stationary set and placed it back in her bag, breathing in the fresh, cold forest air. Today had been an accomplishment, and it was only 8:00 in the morning.