it's true, i crave you
07-12-2013, 01:06 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-12-2013, 01:08 AM by Isardis.)
isardis
The angel would hover within the gloom of his soul, lurking somewhere within a world of sinister tarnish; mind bustling with dark desires, only briefly oblivious to the rising of midday sun. Pale lashes would begin to flutter, a supple awakening from the depths of ambitious lumber. An unfamiliar world would unfold before the fiend, tapered rocks slowly declining out to the ever-shifting shores of an elegant beach. Cute. Silver monster would rise, lengthy tendrils of extended tail swirling gracefully about conical hocks; a rare image of beauty, of perfection, and he would linger in the moment that was his just long enough to be appreciated. Then, waltzing and swirling, the enchanter would fall gracefully from his stone-bed, sprawling forelimbs across sandy earth in a wholehearted stretching of sinew; cherry lips gaping open as tongue would curl into a robust yawn. But what creature would disturb the king from his solitude? Cravings of company stirring within the chest of the beast as he would rest upon his haunches; satisfied by the seemingly approaching stench of an unfamiliar. |