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10-07-2012, 08:24 PM
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Whispering correlations of frost mimicked illusions of flustering heat, as if sculpting a delightful world; wonderland! Oh, come out and play…come play with me! Sang the devil’s tones! As did the universe seem to quiver deep unto the very bones and fibers, chilling and piercing passionately with a sadistic kiss of idyllic wintry bliss. Tossing and turning in the vast abyss of earth beneath was the melodic rhythm of another heart beat; within her gracious coffin did sweetest spring lash about denied freedoms. Ah, but what a delightful treat this frozen time did provide, a hazardous and mystifying proclamation that with sovereign fists could wring the very essence of breath from any which opposed such might! Laughter seemed to frolic amidst the decadence and insanity which crafted the improbable mind, and through the devil’s playground… Ivory harmony, it blanketed the earth, seeming to enfold and entrap in a silken sheet of shy splendor. Mistress midwinter, she did not purr in ecstasy as her sister warmest summer, yet instead her bashful malevolence was shrouded by the cover of cream lace which nipped harshly. Loveliness was like that of a viper’s smile. Yet amongst the grandeur of the bitter world did stir a lonely soul; solitary yet enjoyably enveloped within the hushed ether. Wandering knight? One would simply guffaw at such insolence! Yet the eyes would deceive, would they not? Deception was such a precious thing… Ethereal was the behemoth, movements a leisure, deliberate, silent mosaic of a ballet. One could perhaps miss or mistake the vagabond if not taken careful precision of the oculars on him. Moving against the wintry landscape, he was but camouflaged. Sinew was the standardized building block, stacking up the wrathful beast, who, was adorned with a magnificent cloak of purified alabaster; as if surely made of exquisite stone! Flesh was sewn tightly against the frame, and with each stretched stir of the body muscle rippled in oscillating waves across the ocean of oyster. Swiftness… creature was not fully built for such, but vigor he was, and a beast indeed who could muscle his force through if needed. Cranium crafted of what seemed such noble stature shook tenderly at the freezing nip of winter’s kiss, and eyelashes, thick as cream and painted with snowflakes glittered faintly against the luminescence of the sun’s warm caress that spun a majestic web through the spindled and decaying treetops above. Beneath flickering eyelashes were the semi-precious gems that like the fires of hell burned a bright wine. Surely a wolf squeezed into sheep’s clothing… Massive pillars beneath moved gradually, sharpened hooves flicking gently layers of snow that dared lay itself out before Eligor. Upon the regal skull was hearken crown attentive, propped finely upwards to listen, only twisting the slightest to any sound. As at the leviathan’s side thumped time to time, the feathered titivation of heavenly intents, but to such a monster they were bestowed… Lips twitched ever the slightest as if brushed with a blade of grass, disturbed. ”A pitiful place…” Murmured the beast, sojourning stride as the tail behind flagellated in a violent manner shortly, sending splashes of ivory bitterness into the atmosphere. The brute’s neck twisted, flashing with a wave of muscle beneath fluffed and warming coat of white, and the creature cast a fiery eyesight upon the sky, squinting faintly, as if curious. Oh and he was ever curious…for what did this little place offer him? ”!!” |
