Doing scattershot bits of writing and ive been thinking a lot about this and. Yeah. yeahhh. YEAAAH. Snippet from... something that i swear I'll try to finish.
"You do not understand. It wouldâŚit will be a great honor-" Her shadowed eyes clearly weren't watching him anymore, her gaze pulled to some distant, non-existent point as she mused. "I have been bade to save myself, to earn grandfather's blessing in time. No mere tapeworm or fluke awaits me."
Lucetrix's hands wandered through the air with a fluttering, flustered motion, coming to rest folded atop one another upon her chest. "I will be a blessed host to something greater. Something bespoke."
Something was starting to click in Yvgeny's mind. Pieces of the puzzle falling into place. She continued, the slightest shudder running through her body.
"When I would breathe, it would taste the air from my lungs. With every beat of my heart, it would sup upon the blood of my veins." Her voice, already proud and excited, pitched up with each word- a breathiness distinct from her usual rattling wheeze. "My mouth will be as its mouth, my teeth as its teeths, my tongue as its tongue, and my meals would fill its belly."
Her hands clasped together tightly, gripping her own fingers as if trying to stop the trembling that had overcome them. Her sallow face was flushed- the blood in her cheeks a dark greenish-brown that only served to make her seem even more sickly, a thin trickle of drool escaping her mouth.
"To host one of his hungry children is beyond a mere blessing. It will be my divine reward!"
Ah. Yvgeny's brain finally completed the circuit that had been building, and he realized what he was seeing.
It felt rather voyeuristic to witness- not the bold, grand statements of faith or fearless gestures of assured inevitability, but somethingâŚsomething almost soft. Something personal.
"I will become more, something greater. I will become..." Her breath caught in a gasp, but somehow he knew what the next words would be. "...something holy."
