hold me close smother me, my little dracula wrap your arms around me
To feel the sun on her dark skin, gently caressing her wings and seeping warmth into the fur of her mane, Aisha couldn't be more grateful. It clearly showed, they didn't bring up ills or maledictions from cruel spirit tongues, they just flew. With that all behind her, she was eager to forget what it was like to be constantly frigid, caught in a blizzard with no escape. Forgetting, moving on, began with the sun, as did everything.
Good spirits were with them now, burgeoning across their bond with an invisible smile. Aisha could feel the amusement that her words brought, the bat's tongue lolled from her mouth in her own display of levity. He spoke of the staircase, Aisha glided down to hover above the steps, Doesn't make much sense does it, she commented, following the spiral up and up before diving back down to fly at his side.
Doesn't look like they ever went anywhere, she observed, there was no sign of ruin below, where the steps might once have lead.
Good spirits were with them now, burgeoning across their bond with an invisible smile. Aisha could feel the amusement that her words brought, the bat's tongue lolled from her mouth in her own display of levity. He spoke of the staircase, Aisha glided down to hover above the steps, Doesn't make much sense does it, she commented, following the spiral up and up before diving back down to fly at his side.
Doesn't look like they ever went anywhere, she observed, there was no sign of ruin below, where the steps might once have lead.
AISHA
