Tragic Magic

That smile...it irritated him to no end that she kept a smile on her plain face. No matter, he would show no manner of irritation nor anything else. He was not a being to show open emotion, for it was only for his knowledge to know. He could almost laugh at her foolish attempt, her pathetic displays. If she thought she could get anything from him...guess again. His hard stare left her foolish form, not wasting even the time to stare at her as he shifted his gaze towards the shadows. Stance unchanging as he aired the dominance he so possessed. Fear? Was he the fear? Of course he was. He was everything and anything one could be afraid of, and he had proven it time and time again. Countless times.




"What do you think." He did not ask in question, more so as a statement plain and simple. He was a puzzle, a mystery not so easily solved. Emotions remained out of his voice, out of his glare, a blank slate. He would never deign to show an unworthy anything he had upon the dark confines of his mind nor what lied beneath his silver tongue. He was a creature that didn't waste his time in such acts, and not even she would be able to pry him open.





"Speech"

Don't be fooled, I was raised by the wolves

Now the moon hangs in full, so you know I won't

Play by the rules