Where The Edges Blur

How his eyes would glide over her body. She didn't even have to be looking at the male to get the sense of his gaze. She would shiver, not wanting to look at him. Not wanting to look into those eyes and see what he wanted. What he was simply going to take from her. The femme felt a shudder along her spine as he asked the next question. The question came in a low rumble, though there was a menacing tone to the words. He would step forward and Ellis would draw back, closer to the herbs at the back of the den. Head would turn slightly towards him, orbs glazed over with not just fear, but terror. What would happen to her, after he had his way? Would she be left alone... or would he take her life as well? She couldn't even find the words to answer him. Her throat felt almost as if it had started to swell, making it impossible to speak.




"Speech"

"Settle down." Said my heart.

...and so here it was I would settle down.