Mar 23, 2011 20:22
[Marishka can be seen hanging over the edge of a balcony, ripping of flowers and tossing them over the edge. There's a wide smile on her face as rose petals fall to the ground far below.]
Smell it, sweet City~! These roses of blood!
[Grabbing some of the flowers she holds them to her face.]
I love these~!
happy with the curse,
happy bride is happy,
roses smell like blood,
spreading the love