I love the way that your heart breaks
with every injustice and deadly fate.
This mare has had misfortune abundant. It is to her further misfortune that he had stumbled upon her. Fate has not been kind to him, and he has basked in that unkind fate. He had turned destiny into his favor, made the pain his very own. What others might consider torment, he considers ecstasy.
And the flames. Oh, but they had been brilliant. A searing agony that had burned straight through to his soul as he reeled in drunken pleasure. His soul is a twisted thing, blackened by the cruel hands of fate.
But she says she knows, she understands. And he latches onto that like a drowning man. So few understand. His insipid gaze lingers upon her, wondering if it could possibly true, and so he tests her. With little warning, his muzzle descends upon her shoulder, teeth snapping over the flawless skin there. It is not intended to be a gentle nip, but rather a harsh and unforgiving bite. A bite designed to bruise and abrade flesh.
Does she truly understand?
Raelynx
khaos x eyrie