❖sjefastrid
"Beautiful..."
Gaze fixated solely upon the creature before her, iridescent scales shimmering in the weak light of the sun. Glory ( GLORY ) sang hymns of praise within the shadows and the light, embracing and enhancing its beauty. A deadly beauty, no doubt, and she watched in silent awe, palms pleading and praying for the solid touch of graphite, of anything at all, keeping a careful distance, hovering silently nearby the treeline.









