Time After Time
Peculiar was the young man before the mortuary goddess. Golden and orange specs decorated the violet orbs of the woman, measuring planets in size, with their own magnetic pull; calculating her movements, she watched him. Different expression passed the lupine face however the most common was that of apparent confusion. Was he confused about her words? Her appearance? Many found it appealing, that was for sure. A devilish smirk tugged at the corner of her lips for a mere moment as the thought passed her mind yet she composed herself within nanoseconds, one should have been quick in order to catch it. Strangers are everywhere, you can never truly know someone. There is always something hidden, something just for them, that they will not show to anyone. she purred softly, melodious tones escaped her throat, guttural; her chest raising and fallin with each life-giving breath that resided in her lungs for a mere moment. Rude, you say? she arched a slim, elegant brow Humility has always seemed to me a specious thing, invented for the comfort of others. she offered in low, seductive vocals made heavy by her thick arabic accent rolling of her tongue with each word and syllable that followed her statement.
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