Torukia
By
SMYGO4EVA
The oblivion of love was the most confusing for her, coming out of nowhere, with no true origin that we could have seen before. The blood-tinted darkness constricted of deceptive sweetness left her mind awake and thinking of the awareness she felt now. She found that she couldn't leave him, the demon encased within a pretty shell that saw her. Only her as the one.
Her mind was broken, as his was a long time ago. Falling endlessly through the nothingness that was their love. The illusions that warped their minds belonging to them begun at birth, nocturne lullabies entangling and slithering around their shells. Their parodies of friendliness and security broken by the anguish a loved one brought upon. The sadomasochistic inclinations they bring together furthermore marks her as one whom was tainted by darkness. But how could that be? She lost her wings ages ago.
The shadows of the open candlelight guttering by the harsh wind brought reality back to their minds. Their own world is rebuilding itself, opposition of actuality festering and nourishing their own desires. They drank from the forbidden fountain, made love in the blood-tinted ground, their light no longer pure, and their realms crumbling into one entity.