May 28, 2024, 08:14 PM
Together.
He fell away in a wisp, landing upon his side. In turn, she followed his trail, rolling over to stare with moon locked eyes. Together, embellished at the necks. Ornaments to their mortal bodies, and when the scarf she gave him tightened, his tail fell into a bliss.
Her eyes searched quickly over his mouth, his cheeks, his eyes, his face, and she toyed then slowly with each tendril. Liked how they felt, how they moved, how they sounded when they slithered. For a moment, she could be the erpa-ha, and he could be the mazoi, when she tightened it with a laced curiosity.
It loosened right as it grew tight, and sat again gently upon his throat. Legend watched intently, and not for a moment did she feel as a high priest, but she knew then what it might be like. Holy, and so it was a sin for her to repeat a god.
They basked in sunlight. Resting figures in a blissful state of wind between the botanical growth. In tune, listening, there to learn. To hear. The fallen angels voice was Saffron.
A garden now, with roses standing by its door. They were white! Colorless, with gardners to tend as they hurriedly painted away at them with pigmented dyes. She imagined this, within the world he created and wondrous as to how the roses were different. In need of change, to be normal. Wide eyed, engaged.
"Painted red?"
He fell away in a wisp, landing upon his side. In turn, she followed his trail, rolling over to stare with moon locked eyes. Together, embellished at the necks. Ornaments to their mortal bodies, and when the scarf she gave him tightened, his tail fell into a bliss.
Her eyes searched quickly over his mouth, his cheeks, his eyes, his face, and she toyed then slowly with each tendril. Liked how they felt, how they moved, how they sounded when they slithered. For a moment, she could be the erpa-ha, and he could be the mazoi, when she tightened it with a laced curiosity.
It loosened right as it grew tight, and sat again gently upon his throat. Legend watched intently, and not for a moment did she feel as a high priest, but she knew then what it might be like. Holy, and so it was a sin for her to repeat a god.
They basked in sunlight. Resting figures in a blissful state of wind between the botanical growth. In tune, listening, there to learn. To hear. The fallen angels voice was Saffron.
A garden now, with roses standing by its door. They were white! Colorless, with gardners to tend as they hurriedly painted away at them with pigmented dyes. She imagined this, within the world he created and wondrous as to how the roses were different. In need of change, to be normal. Wide eyed, engaged.
"Painted red?"
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Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Machiavelli - April 14, 2024, 01:43 AM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Legend - April 19, 2024, 02:11 AM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Machiavelli - April 20, 2024, 12:45 AM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Legend - April 22, 2024, 01:30 AM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Machiavelli - April 23, 2024, 02:37 AM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Legend - May 15, 2024, 02:47 AM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Machiavelli - May 16, 2024, 12:06 AM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Legend - May 17, 2024, 02:19 AM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Machiavelli - May 17, 2024, 02:57 AM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Legend - May 28, 2024, 02:58 AM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Machiavelli - May 28, 2024, 04:36 AM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Legend - May 28, 2024, 05:47 AM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Machiavelli - May 28, 2024, 04:53 PM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Legend - May 28, 2024, 06:19 PM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Machiavelli - May 28, 2024, 07:11 PM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Legend - May 28, 2024, 08:14 PM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Machiavelli - May 29, 2024, 03:35 AM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Legend - May 30, 2024, 12:57 AM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Machiavelli - June 02, 2024, 06:43 PM
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - by Legend - June 04, 2024, 03:04 PM