Fandom Muses - March Picture Prompt - Nightmare
Starlight paints the sleepers silver, their still forms like spectres gracing the dim room, a study in contrast and comfort.
A sharp gasp pierces the illusion of peace beyond time, and light slumber is shattered.
Worry sparks red in her eyes as she turns, a slim hand reaching for one scarred and damp. The touch makes him flinch, but the connection isn't severed.
His face, creased and ashen, echoes that of a terrified child. Pale hair is plastered to his features, and his lean body trembles beneath the pastel shroud.
Hoarse assurances tumble from cracked lips, and she listens patiently before stroking his cheek, kissing his forehead, pulling him into a gentle embrace.
He calms in her arms, grasping peace again. All is tranquil, quiet, until his teeth are too big for his mouth and his eyes are amber.
The moon steals the vitality from her blood, and it is ash on his tongue.
In the shadows, surrounded by the enemies he must call kin, he screams.
A sharp gasp pierces the illusion of peace beyond time, and light slumber is shattered.
Worry sparks red in her eyes as she turns, a slim hand reaching for one scarred and damp. The touch makes him flinch, but the connection isn't severed.
His face, creased and ashen, echoes that of a terrified child. Pale hair is plastered to his features, and his lean body trembles beneath the pastel shroud.
Hoarse assurances tumble from cracked lips, and she listens patiently before stroking his cheek, kissing his forehead, pulling him into a gentle embrace.
He calms in her arms, grasping peace again. All is tranquil, quiet, until his teeth are too big for his mouth and his eyes are amber.
The moon steals the vitality from her blood, and it is ash on his tongue.
In the shadows, surrounded by the enemies he must call kin, he screams.