Love Me Not Prologue
I groaned and winced at the sun searing pain that blazed across my back. Though it was a fitting punishment for my actions I still struggled for a better place in my mind.
Lying on my stomach in bed with near total darkness I concentrated on breathing steadily. The darkness of my room calmed me and allowed me to focus on resting but at
the same time reminded me of what I had nearly cast myself into; darkness. Mixed in with the pain were bits of shame. I almost took myself away from everyone but I got
lucky and was saved. So now I could suffer the damage alone and avoid hurting anyone else. I tried to silence my thoughts and just go to sleep but every time I came
close that damned thought blared through my conscience. "What the hell was I thinking?" There was no point in answering because even if I could answer that
question, what good could it possibly bring. No more worrying about that now. I must rest, so just sleep. Just sleep.
Even in my dreams it seemed I could not escape. Everything was cold, damn and dark. I think I was by the old Fell's church. But why here again? It was in the ruins of
that place that I found that book of dark arts. The curiosity that consumed me was greater than any moment of lust I had ever felt. It nearly nauseated me to be
brought back there. What was even more bothersome was that inescapable feeling of desire was as strong as it was before, but nor for the ruins. This time I went
below to a hidden tomb of some sorts. The darkness was even more menacing and thrilling at the same time. But I'm no Lara Croft. Then there was a voice. It felt
human at least. Better than the voices from the book. "Don't leave me, please don't leave me alone again."
Author's Note: So that's all I could get for now. I have a ton of ideas for this one its just really hard to put it into writing so constructive criticism is greatly appreciated and maybe I can get this one rolling. R&R Please and Thank You!
