All Your Perfect Imperfections
04-25-2014, 05:23 AM
dancin' in the dark in the pale moonlight The female would look up, her ears drooping. "B. . But Dayton, where's my shell?" She would ask, her voice soft and innocent like a child's when someone broke a promise to them.. And that's exactly how Misha felt, because that shell was hers. It was given to her by Dayton from love. And now it was gone.. Misha would sigh, closing her eyes. She wasn't tired anymore. Just disappointed. So, the fae would slump down against a tree and curl up away from Dayton, closing her eyes and pretending she was asleep. She would sigh to herself, focusing on the darkness around her mind, the darkness of her eyes closed.. |