Against these welcome dreams
04-01-2014, 08:20 PM
A scent fluttered towards the still brute even as her pale form slid slowly into view, sliding through the shadows of the trees where to his eyes it seemed the sunlight did not touch her, he paused, and the radioactive glow of his eyes would find there way to her form. His eyes touched hers for the longest moment, and his head would tilt to the side in puzzlement. Longer moments would drift them by and still this stranger did not speak, nor move from her sitting position beside him. He could feel the fur upon his back prickle with an odd sensation of weariness. Her silver coat so luminescence in shone with the same brilliance of the moon, her silence so full it screamed at him and he wondered what sort of other-worldly creature he had stumbled upon. The silence chilled him to his core and finally, stiff muscles moved and un-tensed beneath him through sheer will power alone as he took a hesitant step towards her. He blinked, half expecting her to vanish in a puff of fine mist at his hesitant steps, when she did not he took in a breath and let his confidence return to him. His eyes now moved off that glow of her coat and onto her finely glowing eyes, and he would pause again. Those eyes where not mortal, they where like nothing he had ever seen before and the jokester could find nothing here to say. He was sure that this being ethereal and was unsure if her appearance was a sign of good luck or an omen he should heed. He slid another trembling step forward and fell to his knees before her, lowering his head and gaze from this angels translucent coat. ?Spirit, why are you here?? he would whispered softly, the awe in his tone ruined by his trembling form. "speech" |
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