The darkness coveted her, this beautifully waxen slicked silhouette of a woman. Each leg was carefully dropped as she moved, and the way she moved was almost liquid as her distinct white flesh streamed along everything that had caved into the blackness of night. It was almost a sin that such a flawless creature was obstructed in view; yet she felt indebted to the moments she could feel alone. But; she was not actually alone.
Her awe was so delicately placed before her aimless tread. Her presence was heeded by the noises of all that surrounded; her burdened humor created an ugliness over her face. Thoughts clamored her mind in a grim but charming way – what if they all just …disappeared? The creases along pink soaked lips recovered her unflawed state into a prettied gleam.
Limbs that were so carefully crafted ceased all motion as her vision tangled between her mind and the world right in front of her. If she could not find the quiet – she would have to imagine it. In a dream; she found where she needed to be and it was almost as perfect.
Right before the enraptured state of believing a ponder; her ears confirmed the voices were far enough away. It was far too often her choices were poisoned with a naivety; proving true as something inhabited the darkness with her. Cobalt laced eyes released themselves into the blackness to only drown in its nothingness. A diluted tremble influenced the siren’s stark flesh as a chill swept harshly into her pores. It was the chill of the unknown.
”I will be on my way…”
Every word was so brutally bound; the uneasy sensation gorged from every tune before rolling off her lithe tongue.
Even if her instincts deceived her – it was time to part the lonely place; it felt absolute, but the stillness was too still. In a sigh the air whispered from her pearled fangs; parting her soft velvet lips. She was to go back to the known. The woman’s long narrow neck snapped back to the direction – and there it was. The feeling she had derived from the blackly figure now right before her. Eyes were embellished with concern; the fire of his gaze extinguished her blue.
The girl was not in the presence of something fair; it was quite ugly. Its ugliness was powerful with an aroma of the purest filth; but her stare grew faint from the darkness that shrouded the majority of his existence. The jarring discovery also made it harder to understand her situation; but a fool could figure this thing was a predator.
AGLAECA
Come down to where all the others fell.
Get lost in the dark to find yourself.