Black Moon

In The Cold Light Of Morning

Heaven.

Such a lovely and heart warming way to name the dark place at the end of the road. Only the naives and weak hearted let themselves once again be fooled by the tricky and baleful bitch called life, the ones with no such thing as a character and power to develop a real personality put under another hurtful spell you had no escape from. You show vulnerability for a moment – one single moment you fall on your knees- and it mercilessly stakes you millions of times in that insignificant little heart of yours.

I have kept my power against this imposter and still, here I was, sitting with a pierced heart, turning rapidly to ashes. Family, now all turning to nothing, has left me all alone in the mined rye, in the dark of the night, the black satin sky eating the body of mine like termites.

A soft caress I did not deserve tamed the burning corners of the new, deep wounds of my soul. Fearfully, I opened my eyes, greeted instantly by the icy, yet so warm and loving blue eyes of his. As if I was in a trance, I kept the strange contact going and they suddenly became reflections of the blue and red lights, filling me with the same numbness that strung me in front of my house.

Emotions blinded me once again as I felt his arms wrapping around me. I was aware that now, I was shaking hysterically, but it was much better than not feeling anything. So much better than standing in that cursed house, all by myself…

My fingers danced on his pale as paper flesh, something warm rolling down my cheeks as we connected our fingers. His even breathing was a cool breeze of air on a hot, tropical shore in which I couldn't live. Through his dark, thick leashes, those beautiful eyes were drowning in a thousand lakes of melancholy, millions of papers written with wasted love songs going for the deep end. I belonged here. I could see the Sun here, I could feel the comfort of his giving me strength to go on.

"Elena, my dearest, I will be there for you until the warmth decides to end my endless life, I'll be here for you as long as I am wanted here. My love for you is more empowering than everything, you have helped me forget about the decades I've wasted in darkness and misery and forgive my foolishness. I love you, Elena. "

I just stood there and listened to his soft murmurs, feeling a weak light, becoming stronger as the words flowed from his tongue, forcing me to keep going. It was love, and the heart feeling sentiment of being loved. He would never let me forget about these emotions, those eyes making me the macabre crime of hoping. The leaden pain was silenced by his awakening words.

"I love you too, Damon. More than my own life. More than you can imagine."

It is short, indeed, but it's my first Elena/ Damon story and I honestly don't know what people think about it. If I get more reviews than I expected ( or even at all ) I will continue this. Until then, this is the only chapter.

I absolutely love them, and I decided, since I had a story idea set in my mind, why shouldn't I try at least?