<span style="color: #8000FF"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;">My mask is there to protect you....</span><span style="font-size: 100%; line-height: 116%;">and me</span></span></div></span><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i.picresize.com/images/2013/05/06/WVGne.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><br/>Victoria looked at him and the wind stopped as well as the purple glowing from her eyes.<span style="font-style: italic">"You are scared of me. Good thing to, this way I know you are not lying."</span>She said and coughed a little.<span style="font-style: italic">"So bullies, eh? Surprised someone in your physical condition can run away from bullies quick enough."</span>She told him and tied her hair up.<span style="font-style: italic">"Yeah I know how it feels to have your body cry when you aren't. The pain makes it hard to breathe, but you are so use to it that you can't cry anymore. No matter how scared, the tears just won't flow."</span>She said and touched her chest. She walked up to him and touched his cheek gently. She wiped the blood away.<span style="font-style: italic">"I like you kid, but next time you go wondering into dark places, watch where you touch a body. You kind of felt me up earlier."</span>She said and laughed a little. She looked at his outfit.<span style="font-style: italic">"Someone very twisted makes you dress this way."</span>She whispered and stood back up. She looked over to the corner and smiled softly.<span style="font-style: italic">"Hey whoever you are, come out. I don't mean harm unless you try to harm me."</span>She told the spirit.<span style="font-style: italic"> "My evil witch days are over, mostly because I am on the run all the time from the damn Holy Order."</span>She growled. She looked back at Widow.<span style="font-style: italic">"Well Widow, if it wasn't for you coming in here, touching my breasts, and jolting me with your magic healing, I probably would have to find a new body, which isn't pleasant for me or my victim."</span>She said. She sighed softly.<span style="font-style: italic">"Yeah I know that pain all too well. I have been burned at the stake way too many times just for being different, though the first twenty or so times was my fault for being evil. I guess I never learned my lesson. People are really stupid as well, yes burning a witch at the stake can kill them, but unless you remove their soul and heart, they will just be reborn, if that witch was born from a powerful line that is."</span>She said and smiled.<span style="font-style: italic">"I guess they were just suckers. A lot of people back then killed their own friends and family because whenever witch activity happened around that person, they claimed them as witches. I got rid of a lot of enemies that way."</span>She added. She looked at him and laughed softly.<span style="font-style: italic">"Well forgive me for boring you with some of my history. So do you live with anyone?"</span>She asked him.<br/><span style="color: #8000FF"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;">My mask is there to protect you....</span><span style="font-size: 100%; line-height: 116%;">and me</span></span></div></span>