̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗

❛❛ 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐓 ❜❜

[̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗 @LitheVipera]

bird’s first trill of spring after a cruel
winter : poetry , a slice of heaven on
Earth yearned for ; Never forgotten.

“ But ( … ) Why?
You don’t know me. ”

[̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗 @LitheVipera]

𝐍͟𝐄͟𝐖 to the city , overwhelmed by
its bustling ; Grace found the park
to be a reprieve. The air , fresher.
( Serene , but lonely. None until
today conversing with she , or
delivering a glance. ) The trees a
welcoming shade of green. Grasses
flecked in wildflowers and >>>

[𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐌. @SemperRecta]

»Meal."

Reality reminded afore offering she
a mauve hued ( * hyacinth-scented )
handkerchief to help her rid of the
wasted nourishment's substance.

"I happened to be on my way to have lunch, myself.

Would you be so kind as to provide me company, 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦.ᐣ"

[̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗 @LitheVipera]

between her digits until the
weaving seeped betwixt its
webbing. It would be a shame
to blemish it.

“ I’d like that. ”

Her head dips once , face burning.
How melodically her name flowed
off Elisabeth’s tongue. It was one
of those sounds like the crash of
the surf or a >>>

[̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗 @LitheVipera]

pavement below.
She was pretty. Phenomenally
so. Mayhaps the most beautiful
creature she had ever seen.

“ I’m ——— um , I’m Grace. ”

[̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗 @LitheVipera]

The inquiry , unexpectedly startling
; It catches her breath , impossibly
widens her eyne. Cranium abruptly
twisting directional of she , petals
agape ——— Had the woman been
talking to her?

“ Yes!
I mean ( … ) of course. If you
want to. ”

Ashcroft’s >>>

[𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐌. @SemperRecta]

⠀

❛❛ 𝐌ay I sit with you ,
@LitheVipera.ᐣ ❜❜

⠀

[̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗 @LitheVipera]

countenance warms as she trails
off. Assesses the unfamiliar uniform.
Flawless. Ironed without crease.
Form - fitting , and elegant. Lunch
( * SEE : ) bologna , mayonnaise
, a slice of rather processed cheese
sandwich ) slipping betwixt lithe
fingers , onto the dry >>>

[̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗 @LitheVipera]

shallow. Inquiry unanswered for
one moment , then two.

“ It’s ( … ) ”

Better? Significantly so. No longer
did the blood spill freely. Mar skin
in a grisly hue.

“ What was that thing? ”

[̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗 @LitheVipera]

𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐓 is a restless
creature. Pupils dilated with a rather
primal terror , trembling limbs ( *
spare for that in which extended ,
planted at the base of a nurturing
one ) tucked close to her wiry
frame ; knees bent , chest - met.
Heels on the >>>

[𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 ╱ 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. @IgnosceMi]

⠀

❛❛ 𝐓here , much better ,
isn't it.ᐣ ❜❜

⠀

[̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗 @LitheVipera]

uncomfortable seat as lightheaded
- ness swarmed every thought. An
opposite arm drawn around both
legs , wristband flashing orange.
Knuckles bone - white. Her fingers
burying deep into calf muscle , until
one swore it would leave a series of
mottled contusions. Breaths >>>

[̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗 @LitheVipera]

⠀

❛❛ I don’t want medical attention
, @IgnosceMi. I —— I want to go
home. ❜❜

⠀

[𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐓. @Conspectrix]

⠀
⠀ ———𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦,
𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝙩͟𝙚͟𝙨͟𝙩͟.

⠀ #иo̸ιʀ
⠀

[̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗 @LitheVipera]

Exhaustion weighs heavily within
her bones. Physique’s deadweight
clashing unceremoniously atop a
mattress. Plush duvet drawn high
; warmth - reveled. Cranium pillow
met. Dark , messy tresses framing
her porcelain countenance. Serene
, quiet , content

[̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗 @LitheVipera]

Cardboard box noisily clatters to
fresh waxed tile , classified files
scattering ‘round minimal spacing
of hurricane - disastrous cubicle ;
flustered she immediately bending
to gather memorabilia in apologetic
mutter.

[𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 ╱ 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. @IgnosceMi]

⠀
⠀
———𝙉͟𝙤͟𝙣͟ 𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘶𝘨𝘪𝘶𝘮.

⠀ #иo̸ιʀ
⠀

[̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗 @LitheVipera]

⠀

𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐁͟𝐋͟𝐈͟𝐍͟𝐃.

⠀

[̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗 @LitheVipera]

Drip. Drip. Saliva , thick and viscous
patters to her shoulder. Then , cheek.
Its breath hot ——— Neither alive nor
deceased , but a miserable , violent
thing snared betwixt. Why didn’t the
abomination attack her?
That’s when Grace realized :

[̵𝐃̵𝐎̵𝐕̵𝐄̵ ╱ 𝐅𝐎𝐗 @LitheVipera]

The beast , hideous. Teeth serrated
, its body crimson and white ; alike
flesh stripped from blood and muscle.
Rotted in stench , churning the girl’s
stomach. Her heave stifled by a palm
to her mouth and nose. Gaze high.
Directly ABOVE her.