No more Daddy

Romania, 1898

The stars twinkle merrily in the sky.

Sparkle, sparkle, they wink at me and dart away.

Such naughty, naughty little stars.

Strong arms hold me tight. My Spike.

A rumbling in his chest

A heat in his pants

So many colors and shapes. Such pretty little pictures!

Cold and dead, I shiver and shake.

Fire and bright red blood, it's sings too me.

So much pain and pleasure, it's intoxicating!

A chant, a word, a wish for vengeance

A shining soul, a broken man

I moan, and gasp.

My Spike is warm around me

Grandmamma is in a red rage.

The Angel is a shining light, shivering in the woods

Daddy?? Daddy??

Daddy is gone…

A/N: Angel's curse from Dru's fractured P.O.V. I tried something different.