My muse finally came back from walkabout, this time bearing the face of a dingy young man with longer than normal canines and amber-gold eyes. I'm not sure what he's even all about yet, but I have five whole paragraphs, granted they are more about his world than him, but I'm sure he will reveal himself. This is not to say that I have given up on the character that people hate to love, simply that he will come into play elsewhere. I simply haven't decided where yet. I've wound up taking the 'dark urban paranormal' title to heart it seems and the world this young man walks through is a dark one indeed. Yet still so full of beauty, for there is beauty in all things, be the of the light or of the dark. The most hideous beast is not without his own dark beauty just as the avenging angel encompasses beauty of ethereal light.
So everyone welcome back the muse, but not too loudly it's startled by loud noises and might run away never to be seen again. ;-;.
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