Like a Moth to Flame

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it had been about a week since his marriage ended. he was more jaded than usual- spending more time out of hellborn to avoid the sights of his ex wife with one of her other husbands. he could not deny the presence of distaste he had for it all. but he remained cordial with the situation and sought wiser decisions the next time around. he was careful now, more than ever, with who he agreed to intertwine with. but he made sure to keep his eyes open for the right one. never swayed by beauty alone yet this would seemingly change tonight.
he came up by the river brink and unexpectedly found her there. she was stranger to him-, her scent stinging his nose as it rang through his nostrils. flaring them slowly, he tasted her then. a sweet, erotic fume that imprinted in his mind. intoxicating him as he slowed himself to pause across from her. he initially came for a drink, but he watched her silently for some moments as she slept. not wanting to disturb her just yet.
he'd then proceed to lap at the water, drinking as he turned his gaze to his reflection. his ears attentive and forward as he then rose up, eyes looking and glinting their intrigue at the tiny beauty again who laid beneath the moonlight. it was as if she was set aflame, her markings catching his attention most. a feminine creature, beautiful in her own right. who was she?

"talk" 'think'