A gothic looking girl with long wavey black hair with purple streaks walked around the woods, trying to think clearing for once. She looked up at the night sky when she entered a small clearing. A tear fell out of the coner of her dark red eyes; that was rare to see. She had dark gray sweatshirt on with the Atheist sign on it in red, black skinny jeans. She soon was knocked out her emotion state of being then darted her eyes at where the sound came from. She didn't think that anyone would follow her. She knew that the piercing on her lower lip kind of scared people off, and plus she had the Atheist sign on her sweatshirt, which sometimes was confused for the Sataniest sign.
(Ceciel is in this listing so this RP forum is still open.)
A wisp appeared at the very edges of the clearing. No more then a floating orb of colored fire wisps often were a sign that a ghost was nearby. This particular one beckoned to the girl, wanting her to see the evening "show".
Ceciel stayed where she was standing, not trusting what might the ghost would want her to see. She believed in ghost, but she wasn't scared of them like most people.
A distance away a violin began to play. The sound was soft from the distance but still clear. It was slow and eerie, sad and smooth, it's origin was far enough off to be unheard by those who walked the beaten path.
The wisp reacted to the sound, it swirled around the girl, tugging and pushing her towards the sound, it's spiritual flame not catching. "come, come" it seemed to say.
The wisp reacted to the sound, it swirled around the girl, tugging and pushing her towards the sound, it's spiritual flame not catching. "come, come" it seemed to say.
Ceciel slowed walked towards where the sound was coming from. She had loved music, but something seemed off about the sound of the viloin. She couldn't place what it was but she didn't know what to think at the moment.
The wisp led the girl to a second clearing. The clearing was filled with wisps of various colors, some of them were perched in the treetops, some of them spun around the clearing, dancing slowly to the music, but most of them huddled on or around the stump of an old tree. The tree must have been massive in life to hold so many wisps as well as the violinist.
Sitting criss crossed on the stump was the ghost of a boy, barely beyond the border between child and adult, his clothing whispered of a long lost era. Though the boy was entirely blue with afterlife the color and tones of his long lost body stil lingered. His hair and vest were blue, tinged with black, the ghost of white haunted his now blue shirt, even the violin, being played softly from under his chin, was bluer then it's original dark wooden color.
The boy sat there, eyes closed with concentration, as long fingers danced a cross the strings and
lightly gripped the fragile bow as it swayed back and forth. He did not notice his audiance, and from his face one could predict that only two things mattered to him right then, the bow and the strings.
Sitting criss crossed on the stump was the ghost of a boy, barely beyond the border between child and adult, his clothing whispered of a long lost era. Though the boy was entirely blue with afterlife the color and tones of his long lost body stil lingered. His hair and vest were blue, tinged with black, the ghost of white haunted his now blue shirt, even the violin, being played softly from under his chin, was bluer then it's original dark wooden color.
The boy sat there, eyes closed with concentration, as long fingers danced a cross the strings and
lightly gripped the fragile bow as it swayed back and forth. He did not notice his audiance, and from his face one could predict that only two things mattered to him right then, the bow and the strings.
Ceciel had no words for this place and what she was seeing. She was truly knocked speachless by the beaty of the new clearing. She wondered why she was brought here since she had no spiritual connetion whatsoever, and had not a clue to why so many spirits would be here, besides the beatiful sound of the viloin.
Time passed and song by song the moon rose into the sky until it had reached it's peak above the clearing.
The song slowed, and finally, the last note echoed and faded till it was silent once more. The wisps began to disperse, some floated up through the branches, some floated off down some invisible trail threw the forest, and some simply disappeared. They all went away, all but one.
The first wisp had been listening by it's new found companion and now it floated over to the boy and began spinning and flipping to get his attention. The boy finally opened his eyes and, placing the violin on the stump beside him, he lifted his hand up and let the wisp sit in his palm.
"what is it little one? What are you trying to tell me?"
The wisp darted towards the girl, making a fus as if proud of it's find.
"oh"
The boy hesitated a moment before blinking and standing up.
"I'm sorry my manners seemed to have escaped me. My name is Castiel, I hope that the wisps and I did not disturb you in any way"
He bowed in a way that was last seen by victorian gentlemen of old.
The song slowed, and finally, the last note echoed and faded till it was silent once more. The wisps began to disperse, some floated up through the branches, some floated off down some invisible trail threw the forest, and some simply disappeared. They all went away, all but one.
The first wisp had been listening by it's new found companion and now it floated over to the boy and began spinning and flipping to get his attention. The boy finally opened his eyes and, placing the violin on the stump beside him, he lifted his hand up and let the wisp sit in his palm.
"what is it little one? What are you trying to tell me?"
The wisp darted towards the girl, making a fus as if proud of it's find.
"oh"
The boy hesitated a moment before blinking and standing up.
"I'm sorry my manners seemed to have escaped me. My name is Castiel, I hope that the wisps and I did not disturb you in any way"
He bowed in a way that was last seen by victorian gentlemen of old.
Ceciel blinked in confusion, she didn't know any ghosts personally or at all, for the reason that she had only incounter one before, not that great of a meeting. She shook her to knock out the confusion. "Not at all, it seems that some of the wisps called me here, for a reason unknown to me."
"I'm not surprised, they love company, they just don't understand that company doesn't agree with them, or myself for that manner."
The wisp went back and forth between excitedly chittering to Castiel and curiously investigating the newcomer.
"The last of he living to come this deep in the woods was an overly cristian lady that misidentified th wisps as the holy spirit. She took one glance at me and proceeded to 'give' me the contents of her purse and run off screaming"
The wisp shot towards the stump and began circling it's perimeter.
"oh, once again, my apologies. I forgot to offer you a seat."
He stepped aside to let her pass if she chose to.
The wisp went back and forth between excitedly chittering to Castiel and curiously investigating the newcomer.
"The last of he living to come this deep in the woods was an overly cristian lady that misidentified th wisps as the holy spirit. She took one glance at me and proceeded to 'give' me the contents of her purse and run off screaming"
The wisp shot towards the stump and began circling it's perimeter.
"oh, once again, my apologies. I forgot to offer you a seat."
He stepped aside to let her pass if she chose to.
Ceciel wavied Castiel's offer. "I'm fine." She was not surprised by the other woman who came here run off screaming. "I'm not like the last person here because if you can tell by my shirt I have no religion, but I do believe in there is different types of the afterlife."
Castiel nodded at her choice and sat wher he was. He sat thee floating high enough to make eye contact easily.
"atheist right? The symbol looks Pagan or satanic but I didn't think it was either. I agree with you on the multiple forms of afterlife however. I never really had a religion, I guess you can say that my father worshiped the almighty coin"
"atheist right? The symbol looks Pagan or satanic but I didn't think it was either. I agree with you on the multiple forms of afterlife however. I never really had a religion, I guess you can say that my father worshiped the almighty coin"
Ceciel nodded. "It's seems like alot of people do nowadays, but that's how people are now. Unlike most people I don't fear ghosts or demons or whatever else scare people." She shrugged as if it didn't mean anything.
"Humanity has been that way for ages. Greed, fear of the unknown, fear of change and difference. It has been around since man first learned that things are different for everyone. Whether the difference is in the amount of money or in a viewpoint, appearance, or life style, it's all the same."
The wisp swirled underneath Castiel before coming up and settling in his lap where Castiel began playing his fingers through the cool flames.
The wisp swirled underneath Castiel before coming up and settling in his lap where Castiel began playing his fingers through the cool flames.
Ceciel nodded. "To me, it truly is all annoying. It makes it harder for a person to be themself but that's how it's gonna stay for who knows how long."
Castiel nodded back.
"it only makes a person such as yourself even better. You understand that fear and want are no more then a replacement for more meaningful feelings"
"it only makes a person such as yourself even better. You understand that fear and want are no more then a replacement for more meaningful feelings"
Ceciel shrugged. "I learned form experince that simple things such as money and jewerl are worth nothing if they don't come from someone you care about. Such as I gave my sister a locket and I have never seen her take it off."
((going to bed goodnight))
"I understand completely"
Castiel replaced his feet on the ground and walked over to
The stump. Carefully lifting his violin he brought it to her. He turns the violin so that the words 'from Claire with love' could be seen.
"She was my sister, she married rich by my fathers request and got this violin for me on my 14th birthday, I've had it ever since. It all ways makes me feel better when I play"
"I understand completely"
Castiel replaced his feet on the ground and walked over to
The stump. Carefully lifting his violin he brought it to her. He turns the violin so that the words 'from Claire with love' could be seen.
"She was my sister, she married rich by my fathers request and got this violin for me on my 14th birthday, I've had it ever since. It all ways makes me feel better when I play"
((Night~))
Ceciel looked at the viloin then pulled out the small star shapped necklace around her neck that was hidden under her shirt collar. It was slighty beat up and looked like to most people that it should be in the garbge instead around someone's neck.
"My dad gave me this when I was eight years old before he told me and my sister what we were."
Ceciel looked at the viloin then pulled out the small star shapped necklace around her neck that was hidden under her shirt collar. It was slighty beat up and looked like to most people that it should be in the garbge instead around someone's neck.
"My dad gave me this when I was eight years old before he told me and my sister what we were."
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