Open The Heaven Gates

Upon this primrose sand, the hue as gentle on the eye as a vintage photograph, there is a steady warmth from the grains through the weather seems harsh. Already the stars glow as if they have kept a pocket of the daytime to shine all through the night sky. Sometimes the temptress would wonder if the earth and the moon choose to give of their borrowed warmth and light until the return of the sun, the brilliance forever promised at dawn. Such childish thoughts one might have in such serene evironment; enough to make one go mad, she reckoned. Until then, here she remained, bored, breathing deeply of ocean carried air, listening to the percussion of waves that has been her lullaby since she arrived. Something else accompanies the waves not long after, something heavier maybe; paws, closing in, shifting in the sand and the snow that was sprayed here and there, like powedered sugar. "I thought you might have forgotten." she hiseed demonically, dark and heavy sonnated vibrated through her throat and escaping her full, ebon maw. Her gaze fell upon the sand goddess, taking and registering each expression and movement. "You are late."she coeed, disgust obvious of her acutely beautiful visage, "You shall be proper if you want to call yourself my blood." a ghost of a smile spread across the woman visage, tugging gently at the corner of her lips. Before her attention shifted towards the horizon she gave a flick of her crown towards the place next to her, urging her blood to take a sit. "Tell me, are you familiar with our ways?"