A/N: Please keep in mind that this is NOT a single coherent story and every chapter takes place in its own separate universe.
~ I Will Dress You In Silver ~
(I Need Serenity)
They keep coming back to each other, although neither of them really take pleasure in the act anymore.
They keep trying to recapture a half-remembered emotion - the sinful joy of slaking a forbidden lust - both forgetting that they burned out on that feeling long ago, before their minds became too broken and their hearts became too twisted to appreciate the emotions that should accompany physical intimacy. The feelings they now harbor for one another are black and poisonous, remaining unvoiced in favor of bland praise.
These encounters leave them feeling scraped hollow, rather than being fulfilled. Yet still they keep trying, scrounging for shards of the past, searching for ghosts of each other within their present selves - looking for a sense of peace which they will never find.
~10/20~
Where do we go when we just don't know?
And how do we relight the flame when it's cold?
Why do we dream when our thoughts mean nothing?
And when will we learn to control?
-Godsmack, "Serenity"
