original by shadow-wolf on deviant art
“Honestly Snuffles, I don’t know what to do. I just want her back the way she used to be.”
Piers froze, suddenly instilled with a strange sense of need. The voice was achingly familiar, but, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t place it to a face. Stepping towards the house, he peered curiously around the corner.
Beneath a large, curved, elm tree sat a monstrous black dog. Leaning against the animal’s flank was perhaps the prettiest girl he had ever seen. Her long black hair was wild and slightly-spiky. Although she was specky, the wire-frame glasses resting upon her small nose complimented her thin face perfectly. The eyes behind them were the most mesmerizing shade of emerald green.
The girl tucked her hair back behind her ear. “I mean… something that goes against Tom’s ‘true nature.’ How in the hell are we supposed to figure that out?”
Piers swallowed noisily and… somehow… she heard him.
Her piercing green stare locked onto him. Sparkling eyes widening, she pulled from her sleeve a thin piece of wood and pointed it at his face.
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