There was silence –nothing, just an incessant eternity that appeared to move on in an endless direction. Well, that is what the everlasting waiting felt like –it felt like ages before she could move to yet another shadow…where the process would begin again. In every step that she took, Ice made sure that any sound created would dissipate before it could be heard. She had the ability to move in deathly calmness, in a way that proved that nothing could worry her decisive and vengeful mind.
Her pretty face and innocent look were two things on the exterior that got her out of trouble many times, but they were just masks that hid the venomous and wonderfully imperturbable thief beneath the masquerade. Normally, she would let things slide by in the circle of life; however, Rome was a place of cruelty and unforgotten hatred. No, she would not forgive the country for what it had done –the pain inflicted upon a past that she had literally thrown away in disgust.
The corridors were perfect for the thief’s secretive movements and she knew that she had little chances of being discovered –unless someone had some supernatural ability to sense a thief. She stepped gracefully from room to room, peering around for something valuable that could be either harmed or confiscated, or someone who could be taken to harm the country. Either way, she cared little of what happened to anyone or anything within the castle’s boundaries –whether one died or injured mattered little to the thief. She wished only to put these people and their ways to rest…
The king was on the top of her list, but she decided to have her fun with the rest of the pathetic nobles –those who though they owned the world. She was certain they could not last one day as a thief, roaming the streets aimlessly…without a purpose, without anything more in their futures. In Ice’s mind, the slaves deserved to be treated like gods, for they were the ones that made everything possible –they were the backbone of the kingdom.
In many ways she was acting like an assassin, not the practical sure-minded thief that usually encompassed her persona, but she had grown tired of let downs and a false way of life. She had tried her luck at the thieves’ base to no avail –no, she was searching for more in her life… she was seeking something that could make her happy once again.
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Feel no pain, but my life ain't easy ||
I know I'm my best friend ||
No one care, but I'm so much stronger ||
I'll fight untill the end ||
To escape from the true false world ||
Undamaged destiny ||
Can't get caught in the endless circle ||
Ring of stupidity ||
Out for my own, out to be free ||
One with my mind, they just can't see ||
No one to hear things that they say ||
Life is for my own to live my own way ||
Rape my mind and destroy my feelings ||
Don't tell me what to do ||
I don't care now, 'cause I'm on my side ||
And I can see through you ||
Feed my brain with your so called standards ||
Who says that I ain't right ||
Break away from your common fashion ||
See through your blurry sight ||
Out for my own, out to be free ||
One with my mind, they just can't see ||
No one to hear things that they say ||
Life is for my own to live my own way ||
See them try to bring the hammer down ||
No damn chains can hold me to the ground ||
Life is for my own to live my own way ||
-Escape by Metallica
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