Noah let his smile soften rather than let the tiny pulse in the back of his mind that was reminiscent of a danger bell, an alarm, take over. He stepped back only to let the water-spirit-lady step out of the crimson water. Her half-formed lips pressed against his cheek as droplets of red water fell on him. He let out his breath from the chill, and the quickly spreading warmth thereafter sent a shiver up his spine.
Then she was gone, a whisper, the flower gone with her.
Noah raised his hand to his cheek where her spectral lips had brushed against his skin. He let out another breath before he let his head drop and shake some, a hearty yet breathy laugh escaping him. "Guess she couldn't resist these good looks..." He jested to his friend, glacier eyes sparkling with both boyish charm and joking, and a soft tenderness that came from some deep well of understanding between him and the spirit.
Then she was gone, a whisper, the flower gone with her.
Noah raised his hand to his cheek where her spectral lips had brushed against his skin. He let out another breath before he let his head drop and shake some, a hearty yet breathy laugh escaping him. "Guess she couldn't resist these good looks..." He jested to his friend, glacier eyes sparkling with both boyish charm and joking, and a soft tenderness that came from some deep well of understanding between him and the spirit.
the forsaken
