03-22-2023, 09:16 PM
YOU CAN HAVE MY HEART, IF YOU HAVE THE STOMACH TO TAKE IT.
The world is quiet all around her. Neither even the crickets nor the birds chirp to tell each other, “I am alive!” Katarine moves only enough to keep herself afloat. Slowly, gently, a breeze weaves its way between the trees and rustle the spring leaves. Inch by precious inch, the earth fits back into place. She exhales a breath she did not know she was holding and the water ripples before her lips. Somehow, this surprises her.
The moment is enough to distract her from the creature drawing near the shore. When he speaks, she rises from the depths like a dream - glowing soft porcelain in a haze of stardust pooling all around her. She bears her fangs, the death of dreams. Her wake sends silver fish somersaulting in the current as she pulses her way toward him.
The scales along her body cloud with frost the moment the chill air kisses them. “Never seen a woman before?” she breathes as she glides onto land, trading fins for long legs. Her aubergine eyes trace every inch of him and measure the rate of his pulse against the flesh of his throat.
She finds herself fond of those wild yellow eyes inside his skull. (How long would they keep that hue if she stole them away?) The dreadful ideas come rushing to her all at once and she decides she will have to keep him here long enough to find out.
The moment is enough to distract her from the creature drawing near the shore. When he speaks, she rises from the depths like a dream - glowing soft porcelain in a haze of stardust pooling all around her. She bears her fangs, the death of dreams. Her wake sends silver fish somersaulting in the current as she pulses her way toward him.
The scales along her body cloud with frost the moment the chill air kisses them. “Never seen a woman before?” she breathes as she glides onto land, trading fins for long legs. Her aubergine eyes trace every inch of him and measure the rate of his pulse against the flesh of his throat.
She finds herself fond of those wild yellow eyes inside his skull. (How long would they keep that hue if she stole them away?) The dreadful ideas come rushing to her all at once and she decides she will have to keep him here long enough to find out.
KATARINE