Millstone
07-31-2013, 10:01 PM
isardis
It would be only the perfume of a woman that would guide the ghoul closer, a creature of oddity against the navy darkness that enveloped him. If it hadn?t been for snow, the pallid jacket of the ghost would be no more or less a complete give-away; smouldering like the globes of a fluorescent light in a world of ominous shadows. The pale phantom would drift with undeniable ease, the errie illusion of a supernatural being only accentuated by the weightlessness of his elegant strides. Train of silken tassels would drag in his wake, an extended tail that would be seen upon no other than himself; as rare as the albino gene that so proudly coiled his blueprint. Though solitude would not be savoured; the ever-hunger for his predatory ways encouraging the waltzing angel towards the distant luminance of a pale dame, tongue curling with pleasure behind eager jaws as he would make no efforts to politely sound his regal approach. Barely meters from her now and he would cease, chiselled limbs squaring beneath tapered frame with notable collection. Though the swaying motion of his eerie torso would continue on, wavering against the nonexistent gust of The falls, a spectre trapped within two worlds. Ruby gaze would roam her feminine curves with appeal, focusing upon her desaturated plumage with everlasting thirst. ?Do you often fancy midnight strolls in the woods, little red?? a bemused chuckled would roll seamlessly from quaking pipes, ?You had best keep your eye out for hungry wolves.? |
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