02-28-2017, 08:16 PM
karsi
Dusk coaxes me to the forest. I tremble with excitement to dance naked under the moon's silver eye. The blue of my skin practically glows as I seem to float like a white haired ghost. I consider tossing aside the dead trees, so I may clear a path but instead I weave between them on nearly silent feet.
Not many creatures dare to seek the heart of the forest. But I do not fear...am unable to fear. I allow the suffocation of musty leaves to fill my throat, the scratch of thorns to tug at my tail and press down the length of my precious ribs.
The sound of vermin reach my ears. They scurry away on dirty claws and shifting eyes.
Run away, little beasts, run.
But then the scent reaches me. One not much unlike myself but equine and masculine. It tangles on the clean, cold air. Pollution. Smog. Saturation. I know he is out there but I can not see him and so I coax, "Come out, come out, wherever you are." The scale of my voice lifts only the slightest as a smirk suddenly appears upon my dark lips as I bath in the blood of the moon.
Not many creatures dare to seek the heart of the forest. But I do not fear...am unable to fear. I allow the suffocation of musty leaves to fill my throat, the scratch of thorns to tug at my tail and press down the length of my precious ribs.
The sound of vermin reach my ears. They scurry away on dirty claws and shifting eyes.
Run away, little beasts, run.
But then the scent reaches me. One not much unlike myself but equine and masculine. It tangles on the clean, cold air. Pollution. Smog. Saturation. I know he is out there but I can not see him and so I coax, "Come out, come out, wherever you are." The scale of my voice lifts only the slightest as a smirk suddenly appears upon my dark lips as I bath in the blood of the moon.
your hips on my jawline
