show them the joy and the pain and the ending
Oh yes, he is very intriguing indeed. The sharpness of his protruding bones matches the glint in his eye. She studies him openly, uncaring of any note he might make of the boldness of her gaze.
He possesses an unusual appearance, it cannot be denied. All angles and ridges and white bone, with a deep, fearsome demeanor and fathomless dark eyes. But she has seen far, far worse. So, no, he does not surprise her, does not cause her disgust, nor even fear. With her ability to flit from sight to sight on a whim, there is little that surprises her anymore.
Besides, she can make no great claim to beauty herself. With her angular body and narrow frame, she is rather unassuming. The blue and white of her body is not unpleasant, but nothing of any particular note either. And on her chest she boasts a rather gnarled scar, courtesy of decidedly sharp raptor teeth long ago. No, her only claim to physical uniqueness is the vibrant shade of her stunningly blue gaze.
But that is neither here nor there.
Instead, she smiles, dark lips stretching into a cool grin that displays little true humor. She tips her head slightly at his words, icy eyes staring at him as one might stare at a wayward child.
”Oh, it is not nightmares I worry of when I close my eyes,” she responds with a pithy air, her words light, as though she is harboring a good joke.
No, it is definitely not nightmares she fears. Indeed, she fears little, at least when that emotion is not forced upon her (but that is an anger best saved for a later date). Certainly not this silent stallion with the unusually fearsome visage.
Easing sideways in order to face him more fully, she eyes him a bit more intently, blue gaze speculative. ”Though if it is nightmares you seek, I am certain that I could provide.”
heartfire
i filled up my senses with thoughts from the ghosts