Moonlight

AN: WHAT'S UP BUTTERCUP. I'm alive. Just…work stuffs. Yeah. Have some rushed emo.

Theme: Emo.

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The moonlight here ate everything. All-consuming in some maddened purification ritual, it swept through the bars above her cell and gently destroyed. She felt after some prolonged exposure to it, it was rotting her mind and body. It somehow dulled things – memories, feelings. She craved the kiss of sunlight, brightening her.

But it was fake though, wasn't it? Like everything else in this fortress of sand. Stormy eyes were focused on the moon tonight, pink lips slightly parted in song.

"Why do humans do that?" He asked from somewhere behind her, leaning against a wall. His jade gaze took in the gentle contraction of her back, lungs filling with breath as she continued her wobbly aria. She wasn't very good at it. Tones imperfect, notes missed, however wandering the tune was.

She stopped singing, coppery hair sliding down her shoulders. Pink dusted her cheeks invitingly, a bit short of breath from singing. The girl sung skyward again, tune dying in the quiet air. After a moment, she turned to smile weakly at him, wistful look dominating her face as usual.

"Because I think sound is the only thing you can't swallow."

He could only smile at the moonlight reflected in her eyes.

AN: I really want to tear off the top half of his nightgown.