MABEL
Pleased with herself at the state of the minor lacerations to the tree, to the indentations to the trunk (imagining, perhaps, vengeance, a man gutted, left to suffer and sputter, no one coming to his aid), a grin began to form, unbidden, along her mouth. Confident. Assured. She was no gift to knives or interplay of dagger intentions, but eager enough to become that.
And unaware of Aamu’s mixed emotions, trepidations, the semblance of alarm – to her this was a natural state of things. What she needed to do.
“I can do that,” the youth promised, as so many did, with convictions mustered and ambitions fired, conforming to their dim minds before anything else mustered made sense. Headlong, self-assured, and audacious, no matter what ran through their veins.
And then his offer – for more, more, more, caused her eyes to widen, for her grip on the hilt to tighten further. The smile she wore grew and unfurled into something far more dastardly – she didn’t hide it from him. Not the intent behind her eyes.
He’d know anyway. What she’d do to avenge a sister, a twin, a bond of souls. “Please,” came on a nod, on a feral, intertwining nuance; offering the dagger over again. For her to take her place amongst those wielding, dangerous, and wolfish. Hungry, rapacious, avaricious for it all.
And unaware of Aamu’s mixed emotions, trepidations, the semblance of alarm – to her this was a natural state of things. What she needed to do.
“I can do that,” the youth promised, as so many did, with convictions mustered and ambitions fired, conforming to their dim minds before anything else mustered made sense. Headlong, self-assured, and audacious, no matter what ran through their veins.
And then his offer – for more, more, more, caused her eyes to widen, for her grip on the hilt to tighten further. The smile she wore grew and unfurled into something far more dastardly – she didn’t hide it from him. Not the intent behind her eyes.
He’d know anyway. What she’d do to avenge a sister, a twin, a bond of souls. “Please,” came on a nod, on a feral, intertwining nuance; offering the dagger over again. For her to take her place amongst those wielding, dangerous, and wolfish. Hungry, rapacious, avaricious for it all.
If you dig under my feet
You will find things that you don't want to see
You will find things that you don't want to see
