The Creature.

She stood against the kitchen sink like a ghost; numbed by deep thoughts whirling around her. She gazed at the moon slowly ascend into the sky through the blinds. Streams of moonlight shooted on the land beneath, bleeding silver, infiltrating through the spaces of the blinds, etching a shadowy figured beast behind her. She stood there feeling like a piece of the night, as if someone carefully cut her outline and peeled it away. The creature grew in length but stood there, tranquil as the night. It impersonated every movement of her as if it was worshipping her. It was an immaculate outline of her shape, an echo of her movements, a lifetime companion stitched to her soul. The grim outline of the shadow had possessed her completely; mesmerizing her instantly in a divine aura of magic. 
[MK’s Quill]

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