Desreal: venus says hi! --

horse stock by colourize @ deviantArt ; photomanipulation by Lore

“ Death is the only god that comes when you call. ”
- Roger Zelazny

Of course not, purr the winds; I smile, because I can taste electricity flowing from him, in a way not unlike it does to another friend of mine who thinks himself a nightmare; if I wanted that, I wouldn’t have to come all this way.

The scars in my throat react as if alive; they remember the hounds and how they tore through me. it wasn’t their teeth that made me what I am, though. It was their lightning, seizing my nerves, making my heart stutter and stop and water shriek throughout my body. That is what I remember from Solira.

We’re tight, the winds and I, and the presence of his storm makes my winter sluggish; somehow, I like that. It is not easy to break my winter, but he cleaves through it by force of the elements. How very balanced. I think you can guess what brought me here.

There’s no reason to play coy; the infamous Alcatraz may be many things, but stupid he ain’t. I’m in the market for gold and you’ve got it. Me, I like my associates to be interesting. Interested? I’ve nothing to offer, I don’t think, but I’m willing to negotiate...

The crazier the merrier, I don’t say. Chilling to the bone, not like ice is cold, but like a brick wall is cold. Inevitable.

Tasty.

FENRISULFR
an axe age, a sword age, shields will be cloven;
a wind age, a wolf age, ere the world sinks.