dissolve me
02-13-2014, 03:17 AM
The child had been born to the unfortunate events of ill health, and with Euphrosyne?s disappearance it had made the small beauties upbringing no easier. With an eager sway he would find himself yielding to the tiny clutch of her brittle call, so small in size and yet it bore a mental and physical pull few other than his blood could counterpart. In her presence he almost felt as if he should tread lightly; perhaps afraid of taking an ill step and threatening her once meagre figure. And yet before him blossomed the growing stature of a near-teenager, divine in every twist of her skeleton and pale brilliance. ?My daughter, how strong you are now,? he greeted her with a proud gentleness only his family were granted, unveiling the stern outer shell of his sophistication and allowing her to see the softer sentiment that loitered within; wanting to approach her from her left side, eager to trace his salmon tongue down the contours of her darling face. |