K. The guy amidst the forest.

Through the moon shaded night dense waffles moving through unsheltered bodies, deposing into the pores. The breeze washes over like a wave dropping its residue at the shore; leaving one's consciousness between reality.

Despite the darkness of the night; the timid lights were enough to ensue the beauty of the figure before her; it was remarkably intensified, his dark shaded lashes covering his grey coloured eyes; a pale healthy skin with inky black hair styled backwards like an out of this world being.

He was perfect. So angelic and perfect with god descending to earth features; thin lips releasing a sigh strong enough to wash one's worry away.

A strong shroud ran down her spine, gasping like she had been drowned in a flood threatening to steal her soul; Araina yelped. * You were going... to kill me just now. *