09-03-2018, 01:32 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-03-2018, 01:33 PM by Stillwater.)
Stillwater
It was always so fun to watch them walk in pain, stagger with no strength left but the last instinct for survival driving them on to kill themselves in their pathetic attempts to live. Although sometimes he was impatient and offered to help speed up the process. They both benefit from that. This one though, this one was fun to watch. She faltered and blinked around, struggled. But the best part..
She turned right to him.
Straight to the water.
A sweet smile slid across his black lips in anticipation, and his face softened. He was plenty prepared to play the hero, help her in to some shelter - the shelter of his water. But as he hid beneath the surface, that beautiful face morphed into something more sinister and malicious. His eyes sparked with both hunger and rage.
There was only one in this world he couldn’t turn from.
He smoothed his features once more, skin not included, and rose from the water with whispering rivulets begging him back in as they slid down his dark legs. Droplets fell from twisted tendrils of silky hair, as black as the rest of him. The only part not black, in fact, were those bottomless blue eyes, the color of shadows beneath the loch.
”She’s safe now,” he stated softly as he stepped in closer, voice as smooth as the deep cavern walls, as gentle as the trickling water. They always found him trustworthy, it was just his nature, the nature of the beast. He wasn’t fool enough to believe he’d get away with this one, but where’s the fun in not giving Djinni a hard time. They’d enjoyed those before.
”Brown is better,” he added quietly, a secret light in his eyes and a twitch in his smile.
She turned right to him.
Straight to the water.
A sweet smile slid across his black lips in anticipation, and his face softened. He was plenty prepared to play the hero, help her in to some shelter - the shelter of his water. But as he hid beneath the surface, that beautiful face morphed into something more sinister and malicious. His eyes sparked with both hunger and rage.
There was only one in this world he couldn’t turn from.
He smoothed his features once more, skin not included, and rose from the water with whispering rivulets begging him back in as they slid down his dark legs. Droplets fell from twisted tendrils of silky hair, as black as the rest of him. The only part not black, in fact, were those bottomless blue eyes, the color of shadows beneath the loch.
”She’s safe now,” he stated softly as he stepped in closer, voice as smooth as the deep cavern walls, as gentle as the trickling water. They always found him trustworthy, it was just his nature, the nature of the beast. He wasn’t fool enough to believe he’d get away with this one, but where’s the fun in not giving Djinni a hard time. They’d enjoyed those before.
”Brown is better,” he added quietly, a secret light in his eyes and a twitch in his smile.
go down with me, fall with me, lets make it worth it