Silver is a wonderful color she thinks.
Silver is the color of winter and sunlight on the water.
Silver is the color of the scales of fast moving fish and the walls of the buildings of the city of her home.
Silver is the color of the wide thick band that encircles the biceps of her lover as proof of ownership.
Silver is the color of the ring that hangs around her neck on an equally bright chain.
Silver is the color of her ally’s regalia and shield.
Silver is the color of wealth and power in the country.
Silver is the color of the sleeves of snow that sit atop the mountains of her lover’s homeland.
Silver is the color that overwhelms her as she fights to lock eyes with her lover as the fingers that push insistently against that small sensitive place inside again and again until she can’t take it.
Silver is the color of the blood that flows down her throat as she loses all inhibitions and bites down viciously into the white warm flesh beneath her lips.
Yes, she thinks silver is a good color because Luana is silver and white but far from cold.