we are the ring leaders

*Kuvio-Jigsaw* · 07-21-2014, 08:17 PM

He is the frozen spawn of winter itself; tall and slender limbs carry the pale extravagance thirty-eight inches above the chilling reach of substantial snowfall, though fat reservations are scarce upon his willowy construct, muscle is adequate and pallid pelt generous. And though he strives to waltz with the seamlessness of his parents genetics, he does not share their imperfections; though distinctive he does not withhold the faultless cloak of the Armada?s. Albino he is; skin stained a pale cherry and his right eye a hollow de-pigmented silver, however he is errored by the genetic mishaps of his dam?s womb, holding tightly woven puzzle-pieces that resemble irregular faults of steel blue.

He has been watching her for longer than she may care to fathom, a haunting ghoul encompassed by the tender flutter of wintry breeze and smothered by the crystal ice that so enthralled his salmon toes. So easily unseen, a beast who prides upon elusive behaviours, unspoiled intellect that strives for the stealth his grace may offer naturally. He is curious in her reasoning, puzzled why a banshee seeming so discontent would cast her youthful physique amongst the unknown terrains of a world trapped in winter. Any other day and he would be content to silently observe, alas, he seeks to know more, ?Why are you here?? and his voice comes forth as though he holds an imaginary crown, wholly unaware of the possession that loitered his guiltless tones of request.

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we are the ring leaders

Kuvio-Jigsaw