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| Requiem : Service for the Dead |
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He smiled as he caressed her face... so lovely, yet so...
Vile
Different... But the same...
And why was his heart beating so erratically? But, oh, her face... Even more beautiful than he remembered...
His fingers were strangely sticky... But her lips, so delectable as they paled... They were normally smiling for him.
He leaned down and kissed her... Why didn't she respond? So cold...
Her neck was different shades of purple and red... Like a painting. He liked to paint.
But her eyes were her best feature. A rich, warm copper... Framed by mahogany lashes; he had a few of them on his fingers now... Yes, he loved drawing them.
Lovely, lovely, lovely girl... frail little shard of glass amongst diamonds... She was his. Forever.
But she was disgusting, and impure...
And she didn't need her eyes anymore, so he was going to keep them.
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AN- As you can probably tell, this story isn't meant to be taken lightly, and it isn't entirely sane. It deals with character death and other such fun things. But I promise it isn't completely without humor. ^^;
I warn you that it will get more graphic from here on out...
(The next few chapters will be a bit of a respite from insanity though. Normal Trio stuff. ^_^)
Anyways, happy reading. (Well... once my lazy ass gets around to posting the next chapters. ^^;;;; Think of this, as, uh, as a preview? XD;)
- eXou
| Requiem : Service for the Dead |
|--------------Prologue----------------|
|-------------------|---------------------|
He smiled as he caressed her face... so lovely, yet so...
Vile
Different... But the same...
And why was his heart beating so erratically? But, oh, her face... Even more beautiful than he remembered...
His fingers were strangely sticky... But her lips, so delectable as they paled... They were normally smiling for him.
He leaned down and kissed her... Why didn't she respond? So cold...
Her neck was different shades of purple and red... Like a painting. He liked to paint.
But her eyes were her best feature. A rich, warm copper... Framed by mahogany lashes; he had a few of them on his fingers now... Yes, he loved drawing them.
Lovely, lovely, lovely girl... frail little shard of glass amongst diamonds... She was his. Forever.
But she was disgusting, and impure...
And she didn't need her eyes anymore, so he was going to keep them.
|-------|-------|
|-------|-------|
AN- As you can probably tell, this story isn't meant to be taken lightly, and it isn't entirely sane. It deals with character death and other such fun things. But I promise it isn't completely without humor. ^^;
I warn you that it will get more graphic from here on out...
(The next few chapters will be a bit of a respite from insanity though. Normal Trio stuff. ^_^)
Anyways, happy reading. (Well... once my lazy ass gets around to posting the next chapters. ^^;;;; Think of this, as, uh, as a preview? XD;)
- eXou