The Sweetness Of Cotton Candy
I have been waiting for this moment for far too long, and the pleasure it is bringing to my very bones is near that of sexual satisfaction. Not truly, but there is nothing so satisfying than the dumbfounded expression on Elloise's face. Her face has gone from that awful pink, I truly need to understand why she is consumed with pink before her existence is brought to an end, but that is a story for later. Her face is as pale as the snow covering the peaks of the Alps.
But before she can ask me once more what it is that I mean by my words, I watch as my dear little Vampire Hunter, who is only but for a few inches, presses the Ancient blade into her side. Her voice hitch, and her entire body stiffens. She drops the cup of tea that she has been sipping on. In a total surprise, she looks at me.