Hushed Willows the answer's somewhere deep in it, i'm sorry that you're feeling it

if the pale stranger had slunk after her in concealment, he would have soon found in astara a hideous demon in the turn of fangs and claw; since he opted instead to make his presence known, he was spared such horrors and regarded with a cool flick of her indigo eyes.

he was larger than her by what should have been a threatening difference - white - and well-fed. astara noted that last; how plush his figure seemed, how soft and in harsh contrast to the cold rebuke of her black body, thin as a rail and ugly, too.

had she words she might have greeted him warmly, with a trickster's smile on her lips. instead she possessed only silence; she met his gaze and strode towards him at once, yet did not speak.