she had disrobed, and she was waiting on the floor

China Rose Lykoi · 01-17-2011, 10:45 AM

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A shadow stretched across the floor, but it was not until his voice rang out into the frigid silence that China's glazed eyes finally slid from the window and across to the boy.

He stood tall, and the cold light was his slave, gilding blond fur with an otherworldly halo. For a moment, the silvery girl admired her polar companion in a daze, as though unsure if it was he she were seeing, or some sort of hallucination conjured by the illness she felt. How older he appeared, standing there, looking down on her! The last time they had met, he had been a child, and she the coy mentor. Last time they had met, she had held the power.

The girl observed this immediate shift in the relationship with little pleasure. For some reason, seeing him standing there in all his glory made her feel weak. Made her feel small. A slight smile curved about lips that may have been blue, were they human. She shivered again, but it was not a false shiver, like the last ones he had seen her commit. "Yes," Lyrical voice spun out into the harsh air, and she exhaled a small puff of steam before continuing, "V-very." But now that she was no longer alone, that peculiar dark twisting within her gut was residing, and with it, some sort of sickly sense. Crimson gaze was burning her, so she diverted, glancing out at a blank point somewhere over his shoulder.

Thick lashes held small crystal flakes, where water from her breath had condensed and frozen during the long night. Another shiver rippled through her, more violent this time, but she found that she had lost the will to fight it off. Strange, what the cold could do, when it seeped in so close to the marrow. Cerulean gaze returned to him, tranquil and calm in spite of the perilous predicament its owner face. Chin moved to rest on the top of her knees, as though to keep her heart surrounded, at the very center of her. A fortress of limbs barricaded him from it. Time had slid onwards, the deep waters eroding everything, and she did not offer him to sit by her now.

"I knew you would come to me, you know." A simple enough statement, Lapis Lazuli drifting vaguely over his handsome features. He looked to be an angel, but she believed in no such heaven-born thing. It was too difficult to explain how she had known that the thought of him alone would conjure him to her; a flash of memory concaved her conscience, and she recalled the pledges he had given, whether the fool had meant them or not. The spiderweb linked them, bound him to her; Or was it the other way around? She sighed, baffled by the thought. "You b-bring the cold with you, I think." A jest, and she smiled accordingly; but her smile was fake, white picket-fence teeth bared. It looked out of place on the doll's sweet face.

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