A beautiful girl, long flowing, light hair and piercing blue eyes that could take someone down with one glance.
She stares ahead.
Plump, frostbitten blue lips; covered with the red of her prey. Her long slender hand reaches out and pushes open the door of the old, damp hut. She breathes out, her breath hitting the air and crystallising just as quickly. She was slightly taller than the average female and had a very slender building. Her skin was as white and pale as a sheet of paper.
She scans her surroundings.
She pulls the dark blue-green cape around her head, trying as best as she could to shelter her body from the oncoming wind as moisture turned to ice in her hair. Bare feet took a step out of the hut and in to the snow, small grazes covering the long legs.
She snaps her lengthy fingers back as the shatter like glass, she takes in a sharp breath of air which racks her lungs, her chest rises and falls steadily as she walks out further and surveys her surroundings; the snow falling heavily on to the mountains and small grass patches.
The young, tall, slender girl with the red painted lips, shocking blue eyes, pained face, long eyelashes that flutter, and glazed eyes that show nothing.
As she watches, no longer waiting.
I was gifted Fire in November 2013, thank you so much Emma!! You made my longest dream come true!