The silicon chip inside her head got switched to overload
Nobody’s going to go to school today, she’s going to make them stay at home
Her daddy doesn’t understand it, he always said she was good as gold
Lilith felt him hold her tight and sighed against his chest. She tilted her head to the side when he said – or thought, if you are being pedantic – about Santu and her foal. “Yea, I will have to come and see him. I have just had a lot on my mind recently…” It was true, Mallos’ head had barely been out of her head for more than a few hours at a time. It was rare that she slept the whole night through, and she had been weeks since she had slept without having that dream at night again.
Once her mood had changed, she grinned at him and gently pulled at the hem of his shirt. “Sharing a bath sounds good, but I am clean, and you are not. Ergo, this would make me dirty.” She purred slightly at him, her emerald eyes sparkling playfully. Her hand swept along his chin then over his lips. She liked to touch him, to memorise the patterns of his body. It made her feel closer to him. She felt like she knew every scar, every imperfection on his body.
She nodded slightly at his thoughts about Minn, she would be alright, eventually, everything was just taking its toll on the young girl, much like everyone else in the rest of Shaman.
She looked away guiltily as he spoke about Mallos. Yes, he could have an ace up his sleeve. Maybe that was the entire reason for her generation – Mallos’ children. Maybe they were just going to be used as weapons in the coming war as a force for his evil. She felt her fingers clasp around his and hold them tightly, ever fearful of the impending release of Mallos. She sighed and rested her head against his chest again, her feline ear twitching against the tip of his chin. “I will not back down.” She said – thought – to him. Even if he was her father, she was not going to let Arthur down, she would not let Mallos win without a fight. “So…” She murmured before looking up at him, the playful gleam back in her eyes. “What did you say about a bath…?” She grinned. A smile on her face always looked better than a frown. Some people’s faces suit depression, but hers did not. She looked better when she was happy, and maybe, once all this trouble with Mallos was over, then she could have her regular brightness back.
Lilith & Seth
Night Seer and Conqueror of Darkness
What reason do you need to die?
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