Post by seadragoness on Mar 11, 2011 22:40:36 GMT -5
Kastiel Cascade
The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight
maybe it can stop tomorrow, from stealing all my time
I’m falling apart, barely breathing
with a broken heart, that's still beating...
Kastiel
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Height/weight:
Sexuality: Straight
♥ ♥
Hero’s where never meant to live happy, and even if the title of ‘Hero’ barely even implies, the rest of it is true enough to. Sometimes he views himself as a fallen angel, someone who has wronged too much to pick himself up and return to the skies. He’s lost, and it hurts him inside to remember just how much. Every morning, every single morning when he awakes he forgets for the first five minutes that she’s gone. He wakes up to the morning sunlight and smiles well his mind still reboots.
But every time, without date, it took only moments for her memory to imprint on his mind once more. Her smiling face, her beautiful smile and her captivating blue eyes. But it’s so hard to keep that image in his head. It’s melts away and shows him the truth, the one he drunk himself into a coma every night to forget. The look of her cold, pale face lying still upon the sun-burnt grass. Her eyes open, and the blue of her eyes so listless like that of an ancient woman who had seen to much misery. Her soft lips, the faded lines of smiles worn into her cheeks, where torn down into a frightened, endless scream.
The hardest thing the in the world, the one point he tried to keep his eyes from trailing, even in his nightmares he could never keep his eyes away. The moved down to her stomach, where her ripped dress wore an open line across her stomach. Where the knife lay barely concealed within her light flesh. The ribbon of red that wore curved lines towards the ground. In that moment he did not believe he would live to see another day. He tracked them down and they had barely even moved an hours trail from there home, where they stopped to enjoy the sight of there spoils. He found them, he drew his sword, and he never regretted what happened next. His only regret was that the struggle had not killed him. Three years had passed since her death, and for one and a half of all that time he drunk himself into a stupor every night. It changed when he woke up one day – truly woke up, looked into the mirror to see the nightmare he had become. He shaved, put on clean clothes and went out into the world. He picked up his sword and he decided something that would change his life forever...
Maybe he had failed her, but never, never would he let another go through the pain he suffered.
♥ ♥ ♥
[Determined] [Gentle] [Caring] [Fighter]
(Depressed) (Unwilling to love) (Merciless to lawbreakers)
Kastiel has been through a lot, for it he is stronger in some ways and weaker in others. There are moments when something would remind him of her and he breaks a little more inside, at such times he can go from simply sagging his shoulders and looking down, to fully stopping, curling up in a ball and being catatonic. He’s stronger however, he understands sadness better then he use to and he will never leave another sad, even if it’s just to stand next to them, so they know they are not alone. He’s also merciless, which is both a strength and a weakness. It means sometimes he wont give someone a chance to explain there circumstances – but this isn’t always the case since there is so much kindness inside of him. If he views you as a merciless murderer then he will cut you down without blinking.
He believes he will never fall in love again, her memory is still fresh in her mind and that will be the case for a long time coming. Kastiel has been through a lot, but his time of weakness is over. It’s time to face the world and save others, the good hearted folk that have no one else to turn to.
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Gilbert
