Jasmina Udo was not pretty. She led an indolent life, and so her body
reflected it - the roundness of her fingers, her neck, her face. Even
her voice was not left untouched. When she spoke, her throat gurgled and
her words were garbled. When she smiled, her face reminded him of a
monkey complete with a large set of teeth and an abundance of gums. In
those moments, he felt no guilt in saying she was hideous for a girl.
When
her face held no emotions, she was very plain. Average hair, average
forehead, average eyes - though noticeably larger than average, and nose
and mouth. In those moments however, there was a sense of bloodlessness
- a lack of substance about her. As if he was in the company of a
cadaver, and everything about her was, in every way, forgettable. Still
the more he looked at her face, an indescribable feeling, a deep
foreboding fear, crept over him and swallowed him. But Alek needed only
to close his eyes to forget her face. To bask in the pleasure of her
absence. However, he could not never wipe her existence away.
Alek
thumbed his cane which rested between his legs. His favorite cane out
of the many his father had brought over from Arsuide. This one in
particular, his father had stated, was given to him by the Chief of
Arsuide himself the previous year for his thirteenth birthday. The head
of a lion decorated the collar. An emblem used only by the House of
Belenus.
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