The Thunder Rolls
09-12-2014, 06:58 PM
It was dark. Not from the sun's death, but from the shield of clouds that hung skyward. Electrical currents would bolt through the canvas, igniting the lands in a blue radiance for a brief moment. Droplets drizzled from the heavens softly. A gentle caress that would offer comfort in relentless weather. A time that would ring memories clear of her moment with Goliath. It was a mirror image of their time together. . . Of course, the land was more surreal with its blanched trees and mirrored pool. Though, something whispered to her that it was time to put her skills to the test. Time to challenge for the rank that she so desired. Marbled eyes would shut for a moment and simply take in nature's fury. Allowing the thunder to surround her in it's roaring embrace. A lion like her heart. The lightning would lighten the darkness of her eyelids for continuous, brief moments. A lightness in a darkened heart. Rain would lick her fur in endless kisses - her Goliath's sweet touch, her comfort. Head would tilt back and summon the king's presence and eyes would open as the sound would trail off. Head lowered, savoring the liquid that ran down her face. Eyes watched the drops fall off of her maw and plunge to the earth where the thirsty flesh would consume it. Breathing was slow, but steady. Talons flexed digging into the softened soil. Ah, it was always an opening move to toss debris into her opponent's eyes. my actions | my words | my thoughts |