Lucy Krall

Obsolete

“Nicole?” I raised my head for what felt like the first time in months. Striding towards me was the most beautiful person in the world. And yet, she clearly wasn’t human. She wore no clothing for her body was flawlessly thin and supple. Her skin was chrome and white, her eyes too startlingly blue and much too large. They met my own, unblinking. Her lips parted in an effortless smile.