Old memories, stranger lands
A storm brewed in the bottomless pit of her bowels, intolerable vehemence struck like a clock tower and pledged an allegiance that eloped with the far off dimmed light at the back of her caverns. A frenzied excitement could be seen behind her propellers, ones that consumed the very pigment of the goddess's emerald hues of a celestial nebula. Odessa's lips were seared shut, nothing came out and nothing went in, albeit the slight exhales and inhales of zephyr florid. Her honey melted tresses masqueraded around her scapula's in double time, hymns of acoustic melodies quaked in the aftermath of the devil's prongs. Two organisms came into Nia's line of sight, her brows knitted together in causing a discriminating chaotic appeal to transfer her moral complexity to something far more impious.
Nia casts her venomous optics upon the molten babe and another multi-toned female coming in close contact. Lusterless manifestation held such a gorgeous corporeal embodiment that reigned cataclysm upon her very countenance, her joints counteracted and overlapped one another as she'd begin to stiffen. Her enormous frame was shrouded by the darkness that harbored her vessel within it's iron channels. Insömnia would trail the blades of her claws along the brim of the earth's crust. Unbiased by their phantasms indulgence's as the two both flaunted their glorious pelts to the whole world, whilst Nia herself is dressed in vanilla and bronze paintings - not too dull and not to much of a fashion statement. Even with the close range she was emitting from the two feminine beasts the woman decided to stray behind for a moment longer, unless she was detected sheltered among the dense shadows. |