if you could only see

THE BEAST YOU'VE MADE OF ME

Zues...
What a name, given to such a wolf. Perhaps his mother fancied the Greek? Masquerade shook her cranium, and cast away all thoughts of familial affiliation. For they brought a sting to her heart, and all the wounds in her soul and mind that refused to heal.
It would appear that being with him, this Zues character, was taking a tole on her spirits. He was bringing forth horrors from within the shadows that played in her memories. Shadows she put there to keep those memories hidden, so that she may not think upon them, and remember. Remember what had happened, and why she was the way she was in the present.

The fae continued her way, and listen to him. Her strides stopped momentarily, her muscles frozen in place. His speech... Those lyrics. Such a fluent tongue that she admired.
Soon, though, she began to pad away once more. Not daring to even think of fancying anything of his again. It wouldn't do well with her feelings and the bastion put up around the beating organ in her bosom.

(OOC: shall we take this to the hunting board? :) )

Masquerade

masquerade - five - loveless - loner