Short burst of Inspiration

Time went on and twilight turned to dusk as the moutain peaks in the far distance were lit on fire with the last liquid gold rays of sunlight.  The mountain sides that were closest had already been taken over and smuged into shades of charcole gray and murky dark blues.  Satari played with the flames currently licking the tips of her fingers.  The motion of the flames dancing with her slowly waving fingers drew the eye into a hypnotic trance.  I was temporarily transfixed.  My mind took a mini vacation as I watched the stark contrast of pale white skin flash between the shadows and the flare of warm golden orange light.  My previous envy for her firey red hair returned full force as the free flowing tresses seemed to almost glow with a brimstone halo adding even more definition to each and every smooth natural cuvy wave.  Breaking me out of my creepy trance she flashed a tiny twitch of a smile with the corner of her lips.   Amber cat eyes stared back at me with an appreciation for my open display of adoration.  Instantly I felt mortified and my cheeks suddenly felt as if they were being cupped by warm clamy hands.  I felt my eyes grow as my eye lids pulled back in surprise.  She was always so bold and open with everything she did, including expresing her thoughts through facial expressions.  Shifting my eye sight down to my feet cast in shadow only to peek up one last time at her face I decided it was time to see where we needed to go next.  Closing my eyes I closed out the world and just like that the tingling sensation lifted the hair on my arms and the silence replaced the background chatter of the camp.  Now I could hear the intimate sound of my own wet beating heart.  With one breath in and out even that sound blinked out like the last connection to my physical body.