I'll tell you my sins & you can sharpen your knife
the devil lives in her dreams. her nights were long and restless. when she wakes from her slumber, she wakes to the noise of rustling silk curtains upon her bedroom window, as black chiffon lace twists against the icy calamity lingering upon the evening breeze. soon, the moonlight turns red with her hunger and with restless abandon, euryale calantha, leaves the luxuriant folds of terrastella's citadel to venture upon a MIDNIGHT hunt with lilith. she descends from the window sill; a feral maiden, who'd only known the wilderness; lilac hair, spilling wild and pale upon her breast.
HER PHYSIQUE MELTS INTO THE blackness, into the VOID. FOLLOWING THE PATHWAY TOWARDS Eluetheria plains, as her hunt for elk takes her and lilith deeper into the night. ALONG THE WAY SHE SAVOURS THE CRISP TANG OF FALL. The chill of its vesper kiss. SHE BREATHES IN THE EVENING AIR; A VAPOROUS FRAGRANCE, RICH IN SICKLY SWEET AROMA. Soon, RAIN BECOMES THE TRANSIENT caress. BREATHING DOWN HER NECK, Her waist, her back. THEY MIST ABOVE THE CURVE OF HER SPINE. DESCENDING HER BODY, AS SOFT DEW MIGHT TRAVEL AGAINST THE CURVED PETALS OF A wild rose. she relishes the feeling; the kissing bite of autumn's touch, the chilling grasp of its hold, like the long-awaited embrace of a winter lover.
o beneath the stars, the wolves move silently as one. euryale's carmine body prowls beneath the throbbing lull of moonlight, beneath its softly-glowing celestial aura; the moon, dancing upon her flesh with all the hungering lambency of a blade; accentuating every crimson-curve of euryale, laced in fire and passion and blood. with hungry sighs, the wind and rain ravages their lithe forms. yet both euryale and lilith pushes forward, drawn towards the sudden mysterious light that pulses upon the earth. its cadence like a pounding heartbeat. the bewitching ambiance of its aureate glow. the blinding spell of its unbearable heat. all of it, festers brightly beneath the midnight gloom. and as the pond finally pulls into full view, lilith raises her hackles and emits a low raspy growl. be wary. euryale feels its warm radiance and sighs with longing, instead. it is acid-white and hot and illuminating. beckoning euryale closer. closer. closer still.
"mmm."
she murmurs to herself. her voice breathless and satin. her gaze alight with curiousity. she draws nearer. her bodice coiling upon the earth, with all the hunger of a serpent. the pull of the water drums at her temple, coaxing her to lay lavish within its liquid embrace. she feels the sudden urge to slake her thirst; so drink she does. leaning over to glide her smooth tongue across the surface of the pool, regardless of the consequences.
the only heaven i'll be sent to
is when i'm alone with you
HER PHYSIQUE MELTS INTO THE blackness, into the VOID. FOLLOWING THE PATHWAY TOWARDS Eluetheria plains, as her hunt for elk takes her and lilith deeper into the night. ALONG THE WAY SHE SAVOURS THE CRISP TANG OF FALL. The chill of its vesper kiss. SHE BREATHES IN THE EVENING AIR; A VAPOROUS FRAGRANCE, RICH IN SICKLY SWEET AROMA. Soon, RAIN BECOMES THE TRANSIENT caress. BREATHING DOWN HER NECK, Her waist, her back. THEY MIST ABOVE THE CURVE OF HER SPINE. DESCENDING HER BODY, AS SOFT DEW MIGHT TRAVEL AGAINST THE CURVED PETALS OF A wild rose. she relishes the feeling; the kissing bite of autumn's touch, the chilling grasp of its hold, like the long-awaited embrace of a winter lover.
o beneath the stars, the wolves move silently as one. euryale's carmine body prowls beneath the throbbing lull of moonlight, beneath its softly-glowing celestial aura; the moon, dancing upon her flesh with all the hungering lambency of a blade; accentuating every crimson-curve of euryale, laced in fire and passion and blood. with hungry sighs, the wind and rain ravages their lithe forms. yet both euryale and lilith pushes forward, drawn towards the sudden mysterious light that pulses upon the earth. its cadence like a pounding heartbeat. the bewitching ambiance of its aureate glow. the blinding spell of its unbearable heat. all of it, festers brightly beneath the midnight gloom. and as the pond finally pulls into full view, lilith raises her hackles and emits a low raspy growl. be wary. euryale feels its warm radiance and sighs with longing, instead. it is acid-white and hot and illuminating. beckoning euryale closer. closer. closer still.
she murmurs to herself. her voice breathless and satin. her gaze alight with curiousity. she draws nearer. her bodice coiling upon the earth, with all the hunger of a serpent. the pull of the water drums at her temple, coaxing her to lay lavish within its liquid embrace. she feels the sudden urge to slake her thirst; so drink she does. leaning over to glide her smooth tongue across the surface of the pool, regardless of the consequences.
is when i'm alone with you
@Random Events
***STAFF EDIT
@euryale has rolled a 1! She has been awarded the common Agora item energy shot for interacting with the pool.
