Disclaimer- Not mine.
He was like diamonds. Shiny and attractive, but with hundreds of different facets, getting cut smaller and smaller over time, changing at whim. He was a cover, strung out on a necklace and left to distract anyway possible, be it looks or sharp, cutting edges.
Beautiful.
He was like glass. Breaking constantly, skin scarred and nobody ever able to put him back together again. As a boot connected with his body once again, he shattered, shards cutting and ripping his very body apart. When he awoke, he would break again, but in a very different way. He had killed, had slaughtered that guard with edges so sharp the man hadn't even noticed he'd been cut.
Until he died, that is.
Beautiful.
He was like ice. Hard, cold, untouchable. He killed and moved and never, never looked back, because then he'd have to see all the pain, all of the destruction he had left in his wake.
Beautiful.
He was like fire. Burning hot and bright, thin frame swaying with the breeze. One minute there, the next gone, moving with the wind and whatever fueled him. All he left behind were a few dark hairs, mere shadows of his presence. He was hot and burning and amazing. But even the hottest fires must burn out eventually.
Beautiful.
He was like water. Smooth and cooling, cradling a young child in his arms. She sobbed, but all he did was hum softly to her, and old song he had heard once before, long enough ago so that even he did not know the words. The simple melody flooded over her, and she quickly quieted. He flowed silently away, planning on returning soon.
Beautiful.
Well, what do you think?
Thanks to Luxorien for reviewing!