On my way
Expo
Today, 04:37 AM
(This post was last modified: Today, 04:44 AM by Exposed. Edited 2 times in total.)
In only a few days, snow began to header, crowning the once june-bud grasses and its verdant, jaded overlay. Winter, it seems, was coming; alice and lily-white snowcrystals squelched underfoot, dispelling in her demoniacal, deathly wake. Of course, she wasn’t in solidarity, and seemingly never was, but that did not deter the woman from taking what should be rightfully hers, and that, for one, was a brass desire in procuring subtlety, intelligence, be it an amicable confrontation or not. She did not care if they were royalty, much less a stupe, because she, an eldritch heller bred from incorporeal, noxious fires, wouldn’t be seen as anything less of an indomitable cannon, and nor would she accede it. Alas, she’d stalk the foreign stench, predacious and unpredictable, soon honing those greyscale, deadpan nebula’s on an maritime canid, a girl, another fucking child —— where, pray tell, were their parents? Did they not understand the perils of being alone? Perhaps they saw it as an act of dauntlessness, where Lebraid saw it as an opportunity. Mossbed, lemongrass hairs breathed umbrage against autumn’s crisp buss, ogling the lapis, cobalt tinctures and how they liquified into runlets of yale and navy-blue -- where seas parallel skies, celestial dyes seemingly coexist amid a pale, columbian plash -- partly dubbed by a melanosis veil.
It was peculiar, truly, yet the woman overlooked it.
Slowly, surely, burly legs marched over the sallow pastures as she came from behind, orchestrating low, calamitous rumbles as they breached past inken jowls. There was simply no reason to secrete her presence, for it was already foreboding and unpredictably sedous, a blessing and a curse.
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