so sharpen your teeth
02-23-2019, 02:49 AM
(This post was last modified: 03-02-2019, 01:48 AM by Cordelia.)
Eyes of palest watery blue, like a creature who's spent it's life in perpetual shadow. The spider-witch seems to slither and oozes from one place of the swamp to another, skulking, slinking, leering, her cranium bobs erratically as if it's is too heavy for the thin long neck with protruding Adam's apple. Shifty eyes, carefully watchin ghe ghouls and spirits that seem to permanently surround her withim the swamps, reason why she had made this her unofficial home. Long and thin toes touch the earth, disturbing the snow in their wake, each toe like the tendril of a parasitic plant, reaching, searching. Where are you? I am here. Me too. Me too. Me too. Wheezes, whines, whimpers, voice like silk, as her incongruously large pads for the skinny legs with knobbly knees disappear like a shadow into the encroaching gloom of twilight. A swirl of pink and lavender transfigured the sky as the perishing ball of light slowly sank below the horizon, leaving behind a sliver of dark orange. And yet the twilight stole away the colours of the day until the world looked like an old black and white movie , just like the predatorix preferred.
Another.
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