• The rain fell outside. It always did. The fragile, rather frail window pane concealed me from leaving. I, Aeon, could not leave this prison...that was my home at the same time. My soft, comfy, pillowed bed was below me, under the window, just were I liked it. Apart from that, my room was bare. My little demon horns and tail stuck out; my long silver pigtails set me apart from everyone else, as did my red eyes and paper white skin. My knee high frilly dress was all I wore, nobody would see me, so why try to look good?
    Afterall, I was a outcast from humanity. I can't even remember my true parents. I can't remember anything from ten years ago. The people rushed threw the streets; trying to avoid the sheets of rain. I watched tabatha, my maid walking around the garden, trying to plant new roses, the others had withered and died, like all the other roses that had ever been planted in this mansion.
    I screamed.
    I needed to get out.
    I needed to find out the truth.
    I wouldn't let my false farther abuse me.
    I was going to escape.
    I heard banging outside my door, I would wait intill tonight. That was when it would happen.


    Long story short, its about a girl that escapes from the mansion she had been raised in since she was five, and tries to discover her lost past by wandering the city. Will you stay and find out the story? that, I leave to you. Please comment! If they are all negative, this will end.