• I stare into those sunken eyes, aware of the wanderlust that lurks just beyond their bright and clear surface.
    Invidia's voice whispers softly in my ears, I can see the glow of her orbs over my shoulder. Those terrifying flashes of green. 'That is something you will never have, long for it. And in your longing know that his is an insatiable appetite he searches to appease. So long even more.'
    I spur back a step, the emerald devil vanishing in the air with only the scent of spices a testament to her appearance. He asks me what's wrong and I do not answer.
    My mind swims with a sudden spite, so quickly does it consume my mind I'm rendered speechless.

    I despise him for his freedom.