A/n: Sorry I took so long. This is the last Sin drabble, unless I'm inspired to write more (there's a slight chance I'll do virtues), but don't expect it to happen. I hope this one's not too short for Lust lovers out there. :)
Self-indulgent sexual desire
#8 Lust
An orobourous adorns her bosom, like a red rose.
Looking into a mirror, cracked and worn, she sees fragments.
What are these blurry images? A past life?
What she sees, what she cannot remember, brings her pain, as sharp as a snake's bite.
There are two parts of her, two halves that pull at her constantly.
Venus Vulgaris, an unknown being who haunts her soul, and threatens her with pieces of the past. She is not stained by blood or sin, only love for one long lost.
Venus Coelestis, a more familiar being, who holds a flaming vase filled with the destruction and despair she has caused. She is stained, she is corrupted, she fills no remorse for her evil deeds. Sometimes she even enjoys it.
But who is she really? Which Venus is the real her?
Two parts of her soul, two doves flying in different directions.
END