Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-27950421-20181020012811/@comment-30014014-20181024041308

Night is setting, gently as the day rolls over for its brethen's time. A white-haired lady discards her business mantle for a pair of underwears and a buttoned top, all titled after the imminent coming of dusk and twilight.

Flicking her finger, two cups of warm coco phase before her, taken by their handles via one hand, nails in crimson.

Her other sports a plate of pastries, specially crafted by a well-endowed holstarous known in the Lost Continents.

Her wings claim dominance in the immediate space, allowing flight over to the sofa. A flat-screen lowers from a pocket spot on the wall, fully displayed and attuned to images of a romantic flick, typically featuring two separate classes overcoming the odds. A sultry smile adorns her pink lips as she spreads her voice in a soft manner ~Honey, everything's ready. Where does my huggable pillow lies?~

A classic setting for Bess, often found attuning to this mood in times where her faithful is away. Today is supposed to be a couple's night for the two. Only...

"Reggy? Darling?" she calls out, waiting and yearning to be pampered by her S.O.'s closeness. One of her eyebrows raises over a crimson glare now turns to the window, open "Darling?"

Her voice reaches he who she covets, a hand behind his head,his gaze facing the same direction, for different reasons. His voice bounces like a sonar hitting solid mass, question in its pitch "Bess, my dear, does your mother have the power to raise the sun?"

Curiosity afflicts her mind, prompting her to leave the items frozen in mid-air, fluttering to his side all while asking "Hmm, once. Apparently, father had been scratched by a bunch of tentacles and that had displased mother. Why so?"

Continuing her path towards her husband, she can hear him, his words raising much more inquiry "Well then, I cannot explain how it came to be, but, boss...the sun has risen again..."

"Sun? Wha--?" Bess had by then reached out to her mate, her hands gently setting around his neck. Her chest goes against his back as she places her chin on the side of his shoulder "Sun? What could you possibly be alluring to-- Holy!!!"

Her eyes finally reflects his question, as a gigantic ball of fire is blindingly bright far in the horizon. Bess, ever more confused than Reggy, spouts out what her brain as little time to process "Holy molly!! What in the name of mother is THAT?!!!"