YOU'RE MY DARLING ANGEL
07-09-2014, 11:48 PM
It is the break of dawn which arouses the paladin from her light slumber, mismatched gaze of vibrant violet and silver narrowing to thinned slits as she blinks back the sunlight that manages to filter through the crevices of the leaves in her forest?s canopy. Alas, it is not the abrupt influx of daylight in her realm of perpetual gloom that provokes her alone, but the domineering { and equally feminine } demand for her presence piercing the silent atmosphere encumbering her dormant kingdom. A brief yawn parts { sinful } jaws as the wraith heaves herself upon all fours, robust appendages propelling her with the elegant carriage of an assertive queen as she maneuvers in the direction from whence the summons emanated from, encompassed in enigmatic silence as she intends to approach without immediate detection --- a furtive espionage in her own right. The muffled praise of her unrecognizable visitor captivates the phantom deity?s attention accordingly as she lays waste to the distance that separates guest from host, elevated skull briefly tipping to the side in feigned curiosity as she reveals herself from the obscurity of the forest?s eternal mists. ?Truly?? her inquiry baits the air in response to the albino?s pretentious claim for the sake of his { presumed } consort?s ego, vocals entirely monotonous despite the decadent grin unfolding across the premises of her corrupted countenance. Abstract gaze momentarily devours their contrasting physiques --- the subservient, a titan of angelic grandeur; and his mistress, a woman cloaked in black and kissed by golden embellishments stitched variously throughout her coat. ?I must admit, I am not an easy woman to impress--? indifferent gaze lingers upon the goddess's? own cerulean, gluttonous incisors gradually protruding from beneath frayed lips in a wicked smirk, ?--without reason.? Palpable confidence fluctuates from pallid pores as she halts mere feet away from where they stand, their purpose u n c l e a r upon her borders. ?Artemis Elysius, Elysium Tyrant --- queen,? she declares, a singular brow quirking upon her forehead inquisitively. ?What is it that you seek?? |
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