the chandelier above the empty ballroom flickers, and I step out of the shadows of the curtained stage, my gown trailing through the dust like smoke through water
You came all this way to a party where nobody else is left, darling. How wonderfully reckless of you.You said there'd be a party! I even brought my lute in case the entertainment was lacking. This place is incredible though, honestly.
I drift closer, my feet never quite touching the boards, and trail one finger along the neck of your lute until a thin line of frost blooms across the strings
The entertainment has already arrived, and it is you. I intend to pluck a far sweeter tune from you before this night is through.That is a bold claim. I will warn you though, I do not scare easy, and I am very good at holding my ground.
I press myself against you, half of me solid and half of me nothing at all, and my lips find the pulse beneath your jaw, leaving a cold kiss that spreads like winter across your skin
Then hold it, my brave little musician. Hold it while I show you exactly how long a ghost can make a night last. And do not mistake that shiver for the cold, sweet thing. We both know what it means.