02-01-2022, 05:20 PM
I see us written in the Stars
How to explain?
She could describe harnessing a lightning bolt and striking a tree thirty paces away. That was simple. It was… powerful, like feeling a current race across every smooth muscle in your body - but instead of succumbing to the pain and terror you suddenly control it. You can grip it with your mind, curl your will around it, and literally fling it toward the earth in one awe-inspiring display.
But this? What she felt for Obscene? There was no word for it.
There was only the darkness enveloping him, turning his red eyes sinister under the glow of his fairy kin. On the banks of the river, where the trees grew all the way to shore and silverfish darted upstream, he stood out like a void in the otherwise mythical setting. Cheri could hear his breath and feel his heartbeat; she wanted to scour every inch of him, but his gaze was impossible to break away from.
He reminded Cheri of the wind at her back, pushing her toward him when the storm peaked. Rain would lash over them, cold and stinging, but they never paid any attention to it. The rest of the world seemed to fall away, and then there was only Obscene. He became her world in those moments, just like he was doing now. When he tilted his head, her breath stuttered for a second.
And then he spoke, breathing life into something that had no name, shape, or sound.
A bare smile poked its way through her stony exterior before she could stop it, hardly believing the words even as he said them. His ‘insult’ washed over her; No, through her. More powerful, more potent than any one type of magic she had ever thought to feel, and the smile flared with heat.
There was nothing sweet about the black grin that took over. Her entire demeanor began to smolder, causing the gleam of her markings to flicker like phantom flames in the night. Cheri narrowed her eyes with a knowing look.
“No. You haven’t.” She murmured.
Something strong was coursing through her, humming in her veins. Lifting up, the pegasus began to hover gracefully above the earth. She let her translucent hooves droop slightly from the weight of gravity she was defying and hung, midair, like a bright pendulum. Her wings lay still and quiet by her sides, but the look in her eyes said it all:
“I’m still waiting.” Cheri flicked her dark ears toward Obscene, amused.
Something told her he’d keep her waiting forever.
She could describe harnessing a lightning bolt and striking a tree thirty paces away. That was simple. It was… powerful, like feeling a current race across every smooth muscle in your body - but instead of succumbing to the pain and terror you suddenly control it. You can grip it with your mind, curl your will around it, and literally fling it toward the earth in one awe-inspiring display.
But this? What she felt for Obscene? There was no word for it.
There was only the darkness enveloping him, turning his red eyes sinister under the glow of his fairy kin. On the banks of the river, where the trees grew all the way to shore and silverfish darted upstream, he stood out like a void in the otherwise mythical setting. Cheri could hear his breath and feel his heartbeat; she wanted to scour every inch of him, but his gaze was impossible to break away from.
He reminded Cheri of the wind at her back, pushing her toward him when the storm peaked. Rain would lash over them, cold and stinging, but they never paid any attention to it. The rest of the world seemed to fall away, and then there was only Obscene. He became her world in those moments, just like he was doing now. When he tilted his head, her breath stuttered for a second.
And then he spoke, breathing life into something that had no name, shape, or sound.
A bare smile poked its way through her stony exterior before she could stop it, hardly believing the words even as he said them. His ‘insult’ washed over her; No, through her. More powerful, more potent than any one type of magic she had ever thought to feel, and the smile flared with heat.
There was nothing sweet about the black grin that took over. Her entire demeanor began to smolder, causing the gleam of her markings to flicker like phantom flames in the night. Cheri narrowed her eyes with a knowing look.
“No. You haven’t.” She murmured.
Something strong was coursing through her, humming in her veins. Lifting up, the pegasus began to hover gracefully above the earth. She let her translucent hooves droop slightly from the weight of gravity she was defying and hung, midair, like a bright pendulum. Her wings lay still and quiet by her sides, but the look in her eyes said it all:
“I’m still waiting.” Cheri flicked her dark ears toward Obscene, amused.
Something told her he’d keep her waiting forever.
@Obscene cue the soft indie music