Free at long last

Her breath is smooth, the gentle rise and fall of the breast of a princess. Her mind is at ease with the world, cautious of her surroundings. Tranquility is something not easily attained, and for the woman, it seems to froth at the seams. Teal eyes dance over the world with scrutiny, yes, the tranquility rides in this moment, however, her heart knows the truth. Her head bleeds with the realism in everything. Life is no perfect fairy tale, even for she who so wishes it.

Inky kissers relax upon her visage, her nostrils flail with each breath drawn outwards, constricting as air is pulled inwards. Perhaps the oceanic view is too much? Perhaps the false promises in it's blue depths are far too much. Her mind reaches to grasp it all, lies on the verge, and yet it fails. Salmon tongue caressing her elegant features a sigh escapes her lips as the dark clouds fill the arena. Once vibrant topography reflects the dinginess of the sky, and her essence is ruined. Her peace having fled from her. She is alone in the world yet again, left to the hands of the darkness. A ticking clock ready to explode.


Speech!