All I Want is a Little of the Good Life
10-01-2013, 11:15 AM
Her silver-blue eyes traveled from the ground to meet the stranger's, who was comfortably ambling towards her: his face was masculine, handsome yet soft at the same time. His eyes were a burning gold, like captured sunlight, which emitted a warmth all of their own. White spots dotted the creases of his eyes, and another pale streak ran down the bridge of his maw. Dark fur circled his ambers, which lead to his cheek bones and the curve of his neck - all which was a faded sooty-grey, welcoming like smoke coming out of the chimney of a warm, happy house. He was inviting, kindness spilling from his mouth and beading on his skin. She had forgotten how sincere strangers could be, how soft and cautious.
And his smile: aloof, wide, and glowing. What a heart breaker.
As he spoke to her, a half-hearted simper curled up the corners of her lips. She sang to him, "There is nothing wrong with the preservation of your inner child."
She could familiarize the laughter creases along his jaw, the happiness lines near his eyes, and she remembered seeing them on herself. As he continued to speak, his inquiry did not phase her. Her facade remained lackluster, a soft breath eluding her mouth before she refocused her attention on the drop-off. She pondered over the thought of him - maybe her Deities had descending this man from Heaven to place a smile on her face for the day, to prove to Caedena that not every morning would be dismal and lost. "I promise you, friend, I am just under the weather."
It was one of the few times Caede had lied to anyone, and she was ashamed how easy it was for her. But what could he expect? Did he really assume that she would spill her troubles? That a masked demon stalked her and wished ill intentions upon her and wished to keep her his captive until she stops breathing, and her son had disappeared in the middle of the night with no signs of returning to her, and the potential love of her life had vanished beside him, he left no goodbyes or no love-notes or no sorries? Her life had fallen apart and everything important to her had been stolen by an unseen hand.
She would not burden the stranger, instead she turned around the conversation, hoping to make light of it. "My name is Caedena Lebaeu -"
she hesitated, stopping her tongue from continuing the rest of her title. She no longer belonged in that era, and it was out of habit that she say her name and assigned duty. But instead, closed her mouth and forced a sad smile to complement her features.
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