Another sweet word for the weekly Onyx Moonbeam and Enkidu drabble challenge. Happy to be playing in the sandbox with anongst others:- Onyx Moonbeam, Enkidu07, Mad Server, IheartSam7, Orange Autumn, NC Girl, Nana56, mahtalie, Sherry Darling, supernaturalsammy67, TCB 0.5, twinchaosblade, PADavis, InSecret, deangirl1, Supernoodle, Vanessa Sgroi, moonlight80, Chailyn, Dream Painter, Thru Terry's Eyes, writergirl94, sweetysmart0505, MuffyMorrigan
This is a scene that I have partially described before but is always in my head!
The low, white winter sunshine is pouring into the dingy room through a gap in one of the boards at the broken window.
It bathes the man who sleeps, curled around his shotgun on the filthy floor, with a halo of light.
His exquisitely long lashes brush the tawny skin of his bruised cheek as he stirs, shivering in the cold morning air and his eyes open and fall upon my face.
Emerald pools pull me into their velvet depths as the breath catches in my throat.
That I should find such beauty within this madness is incredible to me.