sometimes I'm terrified of my heart;
of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants —
She liked to watch the residents of Pangea, but she did not often approach them.
Most of her time was spent with her brother, admiring him as he further perfected his craft. There was something so terrifyingly beautiful about Stave, with his blanket of galaxies across his skin and his innate ability to control death and everything surrounding it. She doesn’t think she would ever grow tired of watching him; like she never grew tired of staring at the stars in the night sky or the dawn as it first breaks, or watching the waves crash against the shore or the way snow glitters on mountain-tops. He was beautiful, in that way – beautiful enough to outweigh all the danger he weilded.
It never occurred to her that she was equally beautiful. She wasn’t old enough to realize that one day her body would be her weapon – that her galaxy-skin hugged tightly over svelte curves would be more than enough to lure anyone in, and if it wasn’t? She could paint them a picture of anyone they wanted; she could be absolutely anything they wanted her to be.
She would remold herself, for them, and she doesn't know how dangerous that is, either.
Today, she watches the two boys – Ghaul, and another one that she does not know the name of. He is striking, with his own constellations and magnetic darkness, and if that was not enough to draw her in, listening to Ghaul’s introduction certainly is. It was similar to what he had said when Anaxarete became queen, and she can't let it slide past her. Her laughter precedes her approach, and by the time she draws nearer to them there is still the echoes of it written in the smile on her pale lips when she asks him, “Do you eat everything?” She knows he cannot see the way her black eyes glitter with amusement, but she casts her gaze to the other boy and gives a teasing roll of her eyes. “Empires, legions...he’s got an interesting diet.” She slips forward until she is nearly alongside Draco now, the stars and nebulas across her back set alight by the cool spring sun. “My name is Desire, by the way.”
Most of her time was spent with her brother, admiring him as he further perfected his craft. There was something so terrifyingly beautiful about Stave, with his blanket of galaxies across his skin and his innate ability to control death and everything surrounding it. She doesn’t think she would ever grow tired of watching him; like she never grew tired of staring at the stars in the night sky or the dawn as it first breaks, or watching the waves crash against the shore or the way snow glitters on mountain-tops. He was beautiful, in that way – beautiful enough to outweigh all the danger he weilded.
It never occurred to her that she was equally beautiful. She wasn’t old enough to realize that one day her body would be her weapon – that her galaxy-skin hugged tightly over svelte curves would be more than enough to lure anyone in, and if it wasn’t? She could paint them a picture of anyone they wanted; she could be absolutely anything they wanted her to be.
She would remold herself, for them, and she doesn't know how dangerous that is, either.
Today, she watches the two boys – Ghaul, and another one that she does not know the name of. He is striking, with his own constellations and magnetic darkness, and if that was not enough to draw her in, listening to Ghaul’s introduction certainly is. It was similar to what he had said when Anaxarete became queen, and she can't let it slide past her. Her laughter precedes her approach, and by the time she draws nearer to them there is still the echoes of it written in the smile on her pale lips when she asks him, “Do you eat everything?” She knows he cannot see the way her black eyes glitter with amusement, but she casts her gaze to the other boy and gives a teasing roll of her eyes. “Empires, legions...he’s got an interesting diet.” She slips forward until she is nearly alongside Draco now, the stars and nebulas across her back set alight by the cool spring sun. “My name is Desire, by the way.”
Desire
Annoying girl here to crash the bromance.