in a blink & in one motion
rope constricts / rips her towards the ocean
rope constricts / rips her towards the ocean
He’s got golden teeth, she realizes with disgust, stuck somewhere between rolling her eyes and vomiting all over the sandy cobblestones. The combination of feelings result in her pulling a face which probably looks a bit like a fish out of water.
The wind is hot on her neck and the sweat pooling beneath her tainted wings makes her feel damp and soggy and, overall, unpleasant. The whiskey isn’t sitting nicely in her gut and makes hurling seem all the more likely. A slow smile creeps across her face for no discernible outwardly reason-- nothing this dickhead has said would bring a grin to her lips-- but it’s because she’s secretly thinking about puking on him and how satisfying that would be. Watch him gnash his golden teeth and zap lightning out of his flea-infested ears.
She’s no queen but he’s certainly no ruler either, otherwise it would be his face being painted on all the banners. He’s no better than her, just another nobody who feels wronged by the world, like their suffering is more important than everyone else’s.
He acts like he’s entitled but he ain’t even entitled to the air she burps up.
His outrage makes her roll her eyes and puking on him seems much more satisfying. “Look, if you want to be an old fuck so bad, I won’t argue with you.”
He rattles on about immortality and that makes her laugh in his face.
Who gives a fuck about immortality?
Who wants to be on this shit earth forever?
“That sounds like the worst punishment ever derived by gods or men,” Sabrina says, feeling bad for the guy; and for the first time, her concern is genuine.
"SPEECH" ! @Leviathan
