Talk:Adelaide Lerkelashvor/@comment-5142966-20130821014232/@comment-26208390-20130821223318

Adelaide captured his chin, turning his face towards her. She inclined her head to the other side, gazing at him from under her dense lashes.

She planted the tip of the blade at the top of his brown, drawing only a small trickle of red before she gently drew it down his cheek and to his chin. She traced the left outline of his face, not allowing the blade enough pressure to cut the flesh -- but enough to slightly sting. She influenced him to feel depressed and hopeless -- as if his doom was right around the corner.