It was something in the air that kept her still; a feeling that her sharp pale existence exposed her – left her to the will of everyone else. There was no eluding him, yet alone anyone in the night’s unforgiving hold of blackness. There was nothing she could do but watch as the beast set in motion. His touch; it was so bitter in the way it flowed along the brisk of her soft flesh – like fingers running through; her concerned awe was lost as the sensation relentlessly soaked inside.
The sapphire profusion within her eyes slowly made restitution; although her company had a dramatic physical evolution into something more refreshing. His eyes reflected hers, his skin – perfectly slathered in her white; she was even almost weak to the now visibly astonishing talons that leveled his endearing skin. She almost fell victim to the thought of this being someone else; the sense of being sound was momentary. Nothing could hide the humor that disfigured his face; heavy with spite on his lips.
Before his lips revisited; her anticipation of how light and chilling it would be sufficed. It was a simple validation it was the man she had disturbed; and this game – she was not entirely convinced it was real. This was a downfall of dreamers; she couldn’t discern things that were out of her control, but, he made it all too easy to numb the reality of her position.
”I wonder what gave me away…”
Words were under the delicacy of a curtailed exhale; it was almost exhausting trying to think otherwise of the creature. The bliss of imagination was near, she pushed it; she was on the edge as she watched him creep around.
”I decided a leave before I found you. The excuse was nothing short of a tendered lie, she felt him well before; his reproach was significantly animalistic – no wonder his aura pressed her instinct to leave. It was so strong, it tightened her limbs – forcing an adjustment to hide the trembling they succumbed to.
It was almost overwhelming; she decided something rather out of her element. She pressured his space with a progression and a lean of her head, her look in obvious question of his sharpened detail. It was only for a minute before turning in the direction she desired; away. She was not a foolish dove; and if she had the intention to escape now – he successfully flustered her mind of any certainty. Perfectly white plumage moved in favor of the air before completing the short dance. He will like that.
Aglaeca. What are you, or, what do I call you?A sweet grin embellished her pinkish lip to soften the very direct tones of her words. Her stare was royal; royal with nerve.
AGLAECA
Come down to where all the others fell.
Get lost in the dark to find yourself.