Serpent Lake הזר

Legend tunnel visioned, seeing nothing but the towering of his ears, the drag in his tail, and the pinch of his body. A raging boil rummaging through her body, she saw nothing but him. As if she would find his body covered with the sink of her teeth. She watched him, angry. The bite in her tongue enough that she thought her mouth would bleed. If this was how he returned himself, it was there that she decided she wished to see him fall.

He saw her.

The stiffening of her posture and the way they watched one another then spun her reality. A weightless wrist then put in the river, Legend watched his limb drop, and saw not the sun in his eyes to burn her, but something far softer. And she saw then, how his height did not make her want to fall.

An understanding rushed through her, and she dropped to the ground in a still, before then a prompt stand, and an uneasy approach that wished to see him closer. More.