Fascination.

PROLOGUE


AN: Another GW fic a bit different from the first I posted here...it'll be a bit morbid and possibly graphic depending on where my creativity takes me. This prologue is goin' up and will be the only part unless you ppl review and wish for me to continue the story. Its interactive! ^-^;; the continuation of this fic is up to you and your reviews...I'm open to suggestions...so speak your mind. Ja ne!
Disclaimer: GW charries don't belong to me...but original charries and plot line does.

On with the show.
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Cyrei sat up groggily waking up just in time to gaze at the saffron pinks and violets that lit up the sky as the sun lowered below the horizon. Running a hand thourh her dark aubrun tresses a sigh escaped her shapely pink lips as she stood stifling a yawn. She was unaware of the prussian orbs that stared watching her as soon as darkness fell.These eyes were blue a blue as that of the night itself. Continuing with what seemed to be a nightly routine she made her way to the bathroom. The eyes peering through the window stood unblinking and unwavering in the hungered gaze which lingered upon her every move. Soon after running water could be heard as steam began to rise from the hot water that streamed into the white porcelain tub. The eyes continued to watch her. Cyrei stiffened and turned looking around,feeling as if she were being watched. The figure was out of sight before her eyes glanced upon where it once was . She spoke her voice soft,smooth question evident in its intonation.
"Who's there? " Her voice seemed directed at the figure who, remained cloaked using the shadows as sanctuary. Safe from the gaze of those long lashed azure orbs. With a sigh and a crooked grin she chided herself.
"I'm way too jumpy." With that said she slid her shirt off the creamy skin of her shoulders and bare back now visible. The figure continued to watch, a tongue running over the lips as if it had begun to thirst. For what ...we may not know. As lust began to creep into those eyes she closed the door. The lust within those orbs subsided somewhat. In spite of the fact that she was now out of sight, the figure remained watching patiently, as always unbeknownst to the one being watched, part of the nightly routine.


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Ah...the end of the prologue..who's watching Cyrei..can ya figure it out?? tell me whatcha think or alas this will be the last chapter.