My love gave me a silver phylactery, filled with prayers and the sandalwood scent of her skin. At night when it clicks open and desire consumes me, I don’t even feel the claws.
This post was made in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge weekend prompt, in which the editors gave us this assignment:
Your Trifextra challenge is to write 33 words on a beast in an unusual place. No swamps or forests or caves, we really want you to take your beast out of its comfort zone.