"But in the next moment, I swore, I was wrong to believe I had seen the most beautiful sight already, for when she shifted...By the Creator..." Kaideon whispered, the awe in his words conveying just how he had felt on that day.
"Her hair was the exact same shade as her fur, as white as snow...it cascaded down her back in waves and she donned a white winter coat."
"She gazed down at me with a chilling cold glare, but there I was, still losing my breath even when my airway was no longer being crushed."
"Her eyes, endless pools of icy blue beauty, it would be easy for you to picture her...you need only stare in the mirror, these two features are truly all that set you two apart." Kaideon said honestly.
Neveah could picture it now, her mother's image was now vivid in her mind and truly, Neveah could agree that Kaideon had every reason to lose his breath.
