running off over next doors
garden before the hour is done
garden before the hour is done
The imposing shadow begged for her attention before the rumbling voice, she turned her head sharply, eyes searching through a mane of flaxen curls for the figure. It wasn't hard to find at all, the man was a colossus, nearly a foot taller than her and broad. She liked to boast her musculature, her own shoulders were of a proud and sharp design but she was a twig compared to him, she felt as though he could blow her over with a deep breath.
That of course was an exaggeration, but one that cynically passed through her thoughts as she analyzed him, with the sunglow gaze of the cat. "Are you Deimos?" she asked boldly, and it would be no shock were his answer yes. This man certainly had the look of the general she'd been told about. Subconsciously her hand wandered back to the blade she'd been examining to her side, resting it along the smooth surface.
That of course was an exaggeration, but one that cynically passed through her thoughts as she analyzed him, with the sunglow gaze of the cat. "Are you Deimos?" she asked boldly, and it would be no shock were his answer yes. This man certainly had the look of the general she'd been told about. Subconsciously her hand wandered back to the blade she'd been examining to her side, resting it along the smooth surface.
it’s more a question of feeling
than it is a question of fun
than it is a question of fun
AISHA
