AISLINN
SHE TASTES LIKE MOONBEAMS AND LAVENDER
The night is no longer young; the moon hanging nearly full high in the skies above the slumbering castle and its Court of Dreams. A silver ornament amongst the backdrop of the Goddess' beautiful shadows; the inky black and subtle indigo the most lovely between every bright, shining star. Calligo's sea of pearls glimmered and answered every wish, as stunning as they ever were. The most constant listeners for every hope and dream that may grace them.
But not every dream.
In one of the castle's tallest towers, as close to the Night Goddess' stars as she could reach, a gypsy woman slept. Fitfully, at the mercy of terrors that ravaged her. Pure exhaustion pulled her into the clutches of sweet, sweet sleep; but the adrenaline coursing through her blood tugged her awake. A consistent cycle, every hour without fail. Her dreams no longer blissful, no longer full of joy. Her nightmares robbing her of breath and her sanity. The oxygen in her throat raspy and burning burning burning as she panted. Her silk sheets entombed her, no longer a comfort, but a cage. And her body, soaked in sweat and glistening in the pale moonlight filtering in through the windows.
She could not escape her dreams, and the stars dare not listen to her silent pleas for them to cease. To leave her be.
Her lips were coated in the taste of salt, tears falling freely down her face through closed lids as she thrashed. A cry ripped from her throat, the phantom blade in her chest gone, although she swore the feeling of it's silver metal twisting ever deeper into the cavity between her ribs.. and towards her mending, broken heart. She jerked upwards, her breath hot and quick through her lungs that were ablaze; the shadows of her room morphing into monsters before her orbs cleared. The moon's pale glow illuminating every dark corner of her tower room, her blood no longer drumming loudly in her ears with every rapid breath.
She barely caught the sound of musical bells then, as her gaze flitted towards the open window.
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SHE TASTES LIKE MOONBEAMS AND LAVENDER
The night is no longer young; the moon hanging nearly full high in the skies above the slumbering castle and its Court of Dreams. A silver ornament amongst the backdrop of the Goddess' beautiful shadows; the inky black and subtle indigo the most lovely between every bright, shining star. Calligo's sea of pearls glimmered and answered every wish, as stunning as they ever were. The most constant listeners for every hope and dream that may grace them.
But not every dream.
In one of the castle's tallest towers, as close to the Night Goddess' stars as she could reach, a gypsy woman slept. Fitfully, at the mercy of terrors that ravaged her. Pure exhaustion pulled her into the clutches of sweet, sweet sleep; but the adrenaline coursing through her blood tugged her awake. A consistent cycle, every hour without fail. Her dreams no longer blissful, no longer full of joy. Her nightmares robbing her of breath and her sanity. The oxygen in her throat raspy and burning burning burning as she panted. Her silk sheets entombed her, no longer a comfort, but a cage. And her body, soaked in sweat and glistening in the pale moonlight filtering in through the windows.
She could not escape her dreams, and the stars dare not listen to her silent pleas for them to cease. To leave her be.
Her lips were coated in the taste of salt, tears falling freely down her face through closed lids as she thrashed. A cry ripped from her throat, the phantom blade in her chest gone, although she swore the feeling of it's silver metal twisting ever deeper into the cavity between her ribs.. and towards her mending, broken heart. She jerked upwards, her breath hot and quick through her lungs that were ablaze; the shadows of her room morphing into monsters before her orbs cleared. The moon's pale glow illuminating every dark corner of her tower room, her blood no longer drumming loudly in her ears with every rapid breath.
She barely caught the sound of musical bells then, as her gaze flitted towards the open window.
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