hell hath no fury like
Desert earth cracks at her feet as she appears, at the base of a high outcropping of stone; all around her are pillars and heaps of barren rock, uninhabited by anything but lizards and scorpions, desolate under a pale moon.
Liar!
She wheels around and slams one fist into the standing stone, crying out in a rage so hot and corrosive it feels like battle-madness. Chunks of rock twice her size crack away from the pillar and fall around her, shattering when they hit the ground; none of them touch her.
Liar, thief, traitor --
She should have torn him apart. She should have gone back in there and come upon him unawares, blasted fire through his brain before he knew that he had anything to fear from her, ripped his heart from his body and devoured it --
Another wordless snarl of fury, and fire roars from her hand to smash apart a pile of crumbled stone, sending rocks flying in all directions.
And again.
Liar!
She wheels around and slams one fist into the standing stone, crying out in a rage so hot and corrosive it feels like battle-madness. Chunks of rock twice her size crack away from the pillar and fall around her, shattering when they hit the ground; none of them touch her.
Liar, thief, traitor --
She should have torn him apart. She should have gone back in there and come upon him unawares, blasted fire through his brain before he knew that he had anything to fear from her, ripped his heart from his body and devoured it --
Another wordless snarl of fury, and fire roars from her hand to smash apart a pile of crumbled stone, sending rocks flying in all directions.
And again.