~Journal bbg~

snippet of what I'm working on (save me)

lil snippet cause I'm bored :)

The form that emerged from the enormous portal crackling in the middle of the ballroom was something out of the nightmares of those tucked in plagued deathbeds mere hours before their reckoning, as tendrils of darkness spilled ink-like onto the floor, calligraphy of merciless runes and scenes of mockery forming in the ground itself, both a warning and a taunt for all who dared to so much as tremble in the sight of the Beast. Not a footstep seemed to echo as he paced slowly into view, posture high and regal, as if eons of knowledge eternally forbidden carved the very bones that shaped his broader shoulders, the only feature about the creature that wasn't close to sylphlike in litheness. Despite the eerie normality from afar, the stain of corruption, obsidian and lightless, coated the spindly, curved claws that crept down the Beast's arms like the blood of a monster, or prey, crooked and constantly moving with a twisted sense of theatrical madness reflected in the... the...

That face. A smile with far too many teeth than should have been able to fit in his mouth, reflecting with colors only White Lily could see and grow faint in the air of, reaching the furthest parts of his jaw, almost stretching the face of whatever god-forsaken creature had been allowed to roam the depths of Earthbread without consequence, its eyes, one of a lapis as deep as the Licorice Sea, adorned with snow-like lashes that softly shadowed his cheekbone, the other a blinding cyan, with coal colored lashes much thicker and sharper than the others and decorated with a scar, both blinking wildly and separate from each other, and all of the chaos and derangement fueling motives that gnawed at the thinning moral cages of this being—

Centered on her. White Lily Cookie.

(I wrote this at like three in the morning, so it might not be perfect and extremely different when I post it fully)