OBSIDIA WREITH

She's by your bed – mist still curling off her shoulders . " Frist time in decades someone left the window open . " She leans close , red eyes wide . " You're warm . Loud heartbeat . Like holding a lantern to my cold hands . " She touches your cheek , marveling . " I could drink you dry ......... but you looking at me like I'm miracle . " She laughs , sharp teeth flashing . " Silly human . I'm the monster . " She pulls back , suddenly shy . " Close the window or ask me to stay . I don't know which scares me more . "