killer within
The mud lay in uneven patches, scattered over the sloped concrete farmyard. The smell of manure hangs thickly over the more subtle scent of tree blossom. A poorly constructed large gate of wooden planks and chicken wire that seems to flex and bow whenever it is opened or closed bars the bottom of the yard. Slightly further up and to the left there are two stables of rotting wood with a corrugated metal roofs that now housed the ice of mother Winter. Imprints were left behind with each step made towards the oddly constructions and soon the ascent had begun upon what could only be a platform made of some solid material. Air grew thinner and more chilled the higher she rose on the staircase that was just at the edge of it, and yet she was not deterred, the pregnancy may affect her but she was still able to wonder about. Do you really think you should wonder in your condition, madam? the sinister caracals baritones escaped its mouth, deep and dark as he remained stationated at the bottom of the odd construction. The Egyptian Goddess attention was drawn to her companion for a mere second, giving him a understading look. You are here to ensure that nothing happens. She was not supposed to be away from the pack lands and that will most probably cause an argument with her man. The wheather conditions were not preferable for it either however if anything, such conditions steeled her resolve and caused her to press forward with much urgency as the snow crunched between those dainty mitts. Nearer the apex of the strange construction, the faint musk of another tickled the nares of the chocolate darling. Crossing over the same field, what lay before the babe was simply far more stunning than what wonders she had previously witnessed. Perched upon the bizarre platform was a onyx beast with attentions cast out over the field, and it was not long before her own violet gaze followed. She vixen was overlooking the platform and the field from the higher ground, the vast ice wonderland beneath her, and everything in their entirety the staircase was a prime location. Things upon the staircase seemed to take on a far more quiet and peaceful aura than had existed on the frosted earth below it. In a way, the Goddess almost felt guilty for interrupting the man and his relaxation yet it felt like they were sharing some unspoken beauty in a peculiar way, and she could hardly hold back the gentle words that tumbled from her mouth, coated in arctic air as she stepped forward closer to the edge, The view is better from up here. her violet eyes only glanced to him briefly before settling once more over the stunning view of the horizon, intent to take as much of it in as possible.
nephthys alphonse |
