It's Hard To Dance With The Devil On Your Faith

N/A · 07-16-2014, 02:23 AM

The flurries had stopped as time ticked on. Time in which was simply our unforgiving enemy - killing us slowly. A beautiful blanket of snow lie still on the frozen earth. The moon reflecting its brilliant light on the mirror-like white terrain. Earth's breath, wind, made the temperature seem all the more cold.

Winter thought about her words. Ah, she had him mistaken it seemed. For he did not actually care of others, only himself. Making others feel wanted was simply not his responsibility. If only she knew. He was a nomad in which was only concerned with his own issues. He did not feel as if he were a vampire slayer set out on a mission to slay the demons of others'. Though, why did he decide to talk to this lone female? That, he did not know. Perhaps he was lonely or maybe bored. Maybe it was the fact he pitied the pretty lady and wanted to see radiance ignite her face. Radiance in which made the sun seem dull when it shone it's brightest.

Winter's eyes turned to meet her gaze. Emerald and sapphire jewels in which, combined together, would make kings and queens envious. He took a breath, taking in her perfume. It was nice, though seemed tainted with the scent of a pack. Yes like you and I. . . His words trailed off to a whisper as his sentence came to a close. Feelings of guilt knotted inside of his stomach. He did not like speaking lies to this one, for he got this feeling she had been lied and deceived enough for many lifetimes. Changing the subject, still meeting her gaze, he spoke once more to her. So, are you part of a pack?

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