09-09-2018, 09:55 PM
jackel
Sylva was becoming nothing more than a pretty fire toned cage. The towering giants the bars and the dappled man the guardsman. I don't need another cage; my mind is prison enough. Daily thrashings are felt as Haide writhes and strikes, clawing incessantly at the steely confines. Each passing day it gives more and more, weakening beneath her weight. I won't be able to hold her much longer. Do I even want to? I'm not entirely sure which one of us is the real monster anymore.
She senses weakness--in me or others, I don't know--herding me through the autumnal grates of the keep and into the unfurling meadow. She whispers to me sweet promises as I tread between lazy bodies and I listen to my shepherd attentively, allowing her to guide me today like a trusting sheep might.
A stallion finds my voided gaze; he smiles, I smile back.
One more upheaval against my restraints is all that it would take, and that's what she does. And just like that the wild roll of my eyes is snuffed to nothing more than a doe like softness, the steep incline of my namesake smile dragged down to a more acceptable grandeur. A test, she says, to see what he wants, who he wants. Wait and be patient, silly thing, see what happens.
"Hello Rapt," I hear myself say, "I'm Jackel. What can I do for you?" A question, another demure smile, and then I fall to silence.
She senses weakness--in me or others, I don't know--herding me through the autumnal grates of the keep and into the unfurling meadow. She whispers to me sweet promises as I tread between lazy bodies and I listen to my shepherd attentively, allowing her to guide me today like a trusting sheep might.
A stallion finds my voided gaze; he smiles, I smile back.
One more upheaval against my restraints is all that it would take, and that's what she does. And just like that the wild roll of my eyes is snuffed to nothing more than a doe like softness, the steep incline of my namesake smile dragged down to a more acceptable grandeur. A test, she says, to see what he wants, who he wants. Wait and be patient, silly thing, see what happens.
"Hello Rapt," I hear myself say, "I'm Jackel. What can I do for you?" A question, another demure smile, and then I fall to silence.
all this joy, I've got some to share
@[rapt] Lemme know if this is not along the lines you were hoping for and I'll gladly edit it!