A/N: Okay so I wrote this when I couldn’t sleep the other night and I thought it was pretty good, and now i kinda low-key hate it but oh well it’s okay and since I’m a lazy ass i probably won’t post something for a while so here goes, a very short thingy thing.
(Tagging @shayara because I need to know what level of terrible this is)
She was a storm.
Each movement brought a bolt of electricity down with it. Every word uttered tore into his soul, breaking down the only thing keeping him afloat in her wake.
Sharp eyes would pierce when they landed, as if reaping souls, and all emapathy vanished leaving only the barest of smiles on blood painted lips. Unlike others he met before her, she was strong, and she showed no mercy when hacking him down.
So he knelt. Not only out of fear of this brilliant creature, but out of respect as well. And as he knelt at her feet he awaited her verdict with bated breath.
She showed no remorse.
Eye of the Storm
Published
Toad's Cave 