Anandi has never felt such immensely conflicted emotions for a single person before. Lucinda annoys her to insanity-- to the point of murder, even, as evidenced by their first encounter. Yet there is a certain kindred spirit between the two women. A shared revulsion for the simpleminded masses, an impatience with the weak. A fierce fire burns in them, and when close together the flames reach for each other across the still air.
To consume, to be consumed. It was something like love..
“I suppose it depends on what you had in mind for this hunt.”
The words are spoken almost grudgingly, but Anandi can hear the note of interest in Lucinda’s voice. She can see it in the slightest shift of the other woman’s body, a subtle leaning in. Anandi laughs freely, the sound satin in the moonlight. Her eyes fill with the almost lazy ease of someone completely without fear. A lioness. “Whatever we want.” She angles her head, eyes prettily crinkled in amusement. Don’t you understand? Her tail cracks like a whip against her side. We are gods. All the world, land and sea, is ours. She smiles, catlike, then steps past Lucinda and into the cold, dark water. As the waves reach her chest, her hind legs fuse and lengthen with a fluidity that defies nature. She slips into the sea, too proud to look back but hoping, boldly hoping, that Lucinda will follow.
Surely they would get along better beneath the waves, where they wouldn’t have to hear each other speak.
But begging disagrees with me
@Lucinda a closer <3 ilu
some say the loving and the devouring are all the same thing
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