Thursday, July 15, 2004

There's more to her than a monster

Daevic stared at her. Her skin looked so soft on her face. Even among the other travelers that had never seen the sun her especially pale complexion stood out. Daevic looked away for a moment as the transport shook having bumped something with its tire. He looked back. Her hair was as shiney as a precious gem. Its midnight color forming a sharp contrast with the rest of her head. She was wearing a home knit sweater turtle neck and as he felt a gentle breeze he saw her shiver and pull the turtle neck up above her nose.

Her eyes closed, the light of a nearby lamp danced off of her delicate features. Blood vessels shone through lightly at her temples. She stirred and looked up at him. Her gaze pierced him, the completely black eyes made him feel like they were trying to pull on his very soul. It didn’t last long, however, as the very moment she looked he immediately turned away and shifted his eyes to the ground. He realized he had been staring.

He looked up for a moment and instantly glanced away, his field of vision landing on the most mysterious person in the caravan, she was still watching him. His cheeks burned as he watched the figure. He noticed how relaxed the person he was staring at was. They were wearing a cloak that had been wrapped in bandages and they wore a mask and dark glasses. They were laying against a bag of grain. Their bronze hair pulled back and coming to a rest under their back. He realized that he had never heard them speak and that he couldn’t tell what their gender was.

1 Comments:

At July 15, 2004 at 3:16:00 PM EDT, Blogger Geo said...

This is before the other post about the killer

 

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