It was a curious thing, looking deeply into your own eyes. He wondered if this was as how others saw them, if this was how Eve saw them. A small flash of light hovered against the velvet blackness and it looked like a star. He never saw himself blink. Kaspian licked his lips, watched the thick flesh of his tongue move over the pale pinkness, leaving them moist and glistening. His thoughts turned to Eve. The feel of the cold hard porcelain of her skin under his hands took on a new weight and his breathing slowed and deepened. There was something she did to him – it was like a drug. Sweet and addictive, but it might just kill you, tip you over the edge of the abyss. He closed his eyes, retreated back into his imagination. He felt her hands stroke his cheek and her lips press against his. He kissed her deeply, grabbing at her hair and pulling her further into him, dragging each breath from her lungs. Then he started suffocating.
