What the heck is this???

I could see, even through the damp lighting of the flickering gas lamps that her pale lips trembled. Pearl brought her delicate gloved hand to them and held back a sob. She regarded me painfully with her large, soft brown eyes. They welled with tears and spilled over. Pearl brushed at them with a shaking hand, but she had already lost all chances at being anything close to calm.
"D-don't loose it, then, Lilium." She manged grimly. The beautiful young woman before me offered another mournful look. She brushed a strand of auburn hair out of her eyes and tucked it into her disheveled bun, the diamond butterfly clips clinking noisily.
My older sister put her hat on. She tried to smile. A bitter nod.
And she turned away, disappearing into the night. I stood still looking after my dear Pearl. That was the last time I ever saw her.


I began to write this today. I'm not sure what it is, but I love the idea, and I hope to continue with it. I must say, I'm vastly irritated today, and I feel guilty.