dullahan-express
The young woman stopped dead in her tracks at the sound of the voice, but as she turned no alarm could be seen as she spotted the stranger. Her eyes widened upon seeing the figure, but still no fright filled her gaze. In fact, she appeared more fascinated by the sight. They were headless! Headless and talking!
"I was unaware," The answer was calm with a faint hint of her fascinating giving its sound a light tune as she turned to further face the figure, but was still at an angle with, as always, majority of her faintly smiling face covered by her thick mahogany hair; even when calm, being in some form of a ready stance to run or fight was important with the unknown - a piece of advice that had been embedded into her head by her caretaker. Regardless, a curious, tiny grin gently pulled at her lips as her eyes narrowed and she leaned forward ever so slightly, as though to get a better look at the peculiar stranger. "Are you one of the undead you speak of?" Where she should probably have been concerned, she was intrigued and almost excited. She simply could not help herself. What a sight this was!
