Chill of the dark

The kiss on her nose sent her already dizzying mind to a crescendo and as he released her throat from his claw a noisy sigh left her as she slumped forward. He really kept her on her toes, didn't he?

He bid her away, no harm would come, was it all a test then? She nodded before she turned away and strolled unevenly toward the door. She reached the frame and paused. She looked over her shoulder at him in the dark, searching for meaning and answers that would never come. Would they both learn what this meant going forward? Who knew, she hated not knowing what to expect and he played her like a fiddle. There was something still brewing within her, she hated uncertainty.

Silently went to the spare room. It wasn't as drafty. She settled into the furs. Her mind was too tired to process. She'll have to process it in the morning.

-Exit Iggy-

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