The rose sinister

[smokingboot]

Glinting up there, dark heart, bright skin. Red and black fluttering across the surface, a night ruby, a face talking, moths flying out of the mouth.

It is as well I have no lover beside me tonight; I wouldn't know whether to kiss them or bite them hard and crimson.

I go to prowl the night lands. Put wolfsbane at your door lest I be nearby!

Comments

[hybridartifacts.livejournal.com]

Moths flying out of the mouth sounds very mysterious-but dont they taste a bit papery?

It works with the image you have for your icon btw.

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

Ah we don't eat the wee moths. We let them fly in and out freely, and after them come the bats and the owls...

Actually. bats are cute and owls are among my favourite birds, so we don't eat them either! We just enjoy the way their wings brush against our tongue and the roof of our mouth. No, to find food I'll have to take another shape and prowl the red lands through the clouds.

That icon is one of the first I got, I really love it and yes, I find it totally appropriate.

I feel so invigorated! Hope you got to see the moon!

[hybridartifacts.livejournal.com]

Alas the moon remained doubly hidden and I slept instead (maybe I saw it there? In my sleep?).

Those must be very small owls.

Good to hear you feel invigorated :)

[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

Or, the uncharitable suggestion has been made, that I have a rather large mouth *LOL*