not long now to the rising; laura pony

[woolf]

bitterness is thick like blood and cold as a wind sea breeze
if you must drink of me, take of me what you please

It never fails to surprise him how truly, deeply boring the common lands can get—especially at night.

He watches without seeing, although there is not much for him to see. His eyes nearly glaze over with it, the emerald of them turning as hard as stone, muscles atrophying beneath the muscles. He stands there, in the darkness, for minutes, and then hours, and it would become days had she not come. But she does and the dust falls from him as his muscles twitch, the motion cracking the veneer that coats him.

His mulberry head, stained darker than the rest of him, angles toward her, eyes focusing.

It is not every day that you see a demon.

His interest piqued, the magician moves from the shadows, letting them fall away from him, curling as tangible things, rippling like disturbed curtains before shaking closed once more. His steps are silent but he doesn’t bother to hide his approach from her, although he could if really wished. Instead, he takes a wider path to cut her off, letting her see his slow, steady approach, each step as sure as the next.

When he arrives, he says nothing at first. Instead he studies her, practically looks through her with a gaze that is cool, aloof, and yet burning bright with star fire. She is more than something. She is entirely different and his mind sharpens with interest, wanting to pull her apart and study all of the threads that make her up, studying each individual strand to understand  all of the pieces that fold inside of her.

Was she born this way?

Was she born at all? Or merely molded from the dust and stars?

The questions burn in the back of his throat, a rare excitement building in his chest but he doesn’t give them life just yet, doesn’t voice them into reality. Instead he just waits, wondering how she’ll react.

woolf

I am loathed to say it's the devil's taste

pfft. shh. she's gorgeous. you're gorgeous. <3

@[Zosma]