Cassiopeia's View [M]anipulate the strings to get a better view

Her voice was like smoke; dark and raspy, as if the very fires of Hell lived within her. “Hey…honey, it’s a little rude not to return a simple…hello.” Her words were filled with the very nickname she gave the man. Sweet and sticky. 

She settled deeper, letting loose her limbs, while her eye remained on the mountain of the mountains, like the sun bearing down upon the earth.