Watcher
“He intrigues you, doesn’t he? …That’s so very like you, always drawn to the strongest, the fastest, even if it is your enemy.”
“It’s true… I’m attracted by strength and intelligence, obsessed with it; Strength, because I have none; intelligence, because we are nothing without it — mindless shells. Do you not crave something such as these? Do you not seek out the virtues of all men, all humans?”
“…No.”
“…Then you are a fool.”
“Not all of us are Watchers such as you.”
“That is why you will never understand.”
“And you think that one does? That mindless brute who comes to take your life?”
“Yes.”
“…Silly little girl…”
She ignored the tall, dark-haired man who stood solemnly beside her, eyes fixated upon the man battling for his life before them — almost a speck through the pane of window they stood behind. He had a ways to go before he would come anywhere near their stronghold, and every step would be hindered by their soldiers. As they spoke, she had watched him fell five.
“You can’t love the enemy, Riven,” Zephyr said into her ear. She could feel his breath on her neck.
Riven smirked. “Who said anything about love?”
Below, another man crumpled.
Eeratka, another absolutely sexy read. Sorry for being so expressive.
Hey, I love the comments. Thanks for saying so. I’ll be sure to keep up the sexiness. ~.^
Well, just an eensy weensy bit of feedback for “eyes fixated upon the man “…
‘fixated’ sounds a bit obsessive, I would use “fixed” instead.
That’s all. Everything else is perfect :)
‘Fixated’ is used purposely. It is supposed to be something of an obsessive gaze. Me and my creepy characters…
Hey,
Pretty nice. It felt as if it belonged directly into a videogame, hell, I even imagined Riven with a cape (don’t know why, but she seems the cape type).
I would love to see when the ‘hero’ and Riven meet. ^.^
And well, keep on writing,
- César