Armoured and Adored
Added 2024-09-13 09:20:13 +0000 UTC‘In the waking world, that incandescent eyesore of a woman is naught but the harsh gleam of sunlight in my eyes, reflecting the light of a Goddess who would surely see me burn just for the circumstances of my birth.’
The sound of chains rattling was audible even at the top of the stairwell, and the hound at the top of the steps allowed a sardonic smile to grace her lips.
‘But in my dreams…’
The hound descended the stairs at a languid pace, each step clacking as her heels impacted the solid stone floor. Surely, her guest could hear them by now, and indeed, the rattling of chains intensified, accompanied now by whining, needy and keen. The hound licked her lips, heliotropic irises alight with lunar fire and her own insatiable hunger.
’In my dreams, she is mine, Bastet's little plaything. Every inch of her, mine to partake in.'
Thanks to Stella for the amazing writing.
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