His greatest gift....
He sits on the floor blanketed by dust, chipped paint and years of abandonment and waits. He hasn't to wait too long and soon Beethoven's Appassionata fills the air, the quiet and ominous arpeggios of the first movement, full of longing echoes through his very bones.
There is nothing else in this moment but the beauty of the melody cosseting him into a world unlike any he's ever known. The transition is gradual. Colors creep in from the edges of his vision turning his monochrome prison into a realm of diluted colors. The strains of piano chords ascend and descend skimming effortlessly over complex intervals with dexterity.
It is wondrous. Tints of violets, reds and greens wash over the gray coolness of his vision, giving him the ability to see color. Three months now she's been able to do this. Gift Cyvian with the impossible.
Will be his ultimate downfall...
In the ongoing war between Bloodletters and Werekins, demon mercenary Cyvian's allegiance is no one but himself. Having struck a deal with the Bloodletter king to keep the demons from his territory in exchange for temporary solace in his city, he does exactly that. But when that contract is broken, threatening the life of the human female he has vowed to protect, nothing and no one will stop him from keeping her safe.
(The amazing picture of my hero doesn't belong to me, but from a great artist on Deviantart!)
Categories: Original Fiction
Genre: Action-Adventure , Fantasy, Romance
Story Status: None
Warnings: Adult Situations, Original Characters, Sexual Content , Work in Progress
Word count: 6650
Read Count: 4317
Published: November 30 2011
Updated: October 19 2012