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Story 50: Catastrophic
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He fell-
-quite literally and figuratively, all in the same instant. Harsh winds whipped at his skin, stretching and burning, supplying him with an unfathomable level of sensation. Invisible metal chains bound him, compelling him in his fast decent towards the earth.
The collision was inevitable, unstoppable- not that he'd had the desire to prevent it. Bracing himself he met the dirt with more force then a simple gentle kiss, scattering leaves and roots upon impact.
A soft musical giggle greeted him once he was about to form a conscious thought. "How insanely interesting, Endymion." The bell-like voice mused, watching him with sharp orbs as he stood from his self-manufactured crater.
In vain Endymion tried desperately to stretch his clipped wings, only resulting in a slight twitch of the scarlet soaked stumps that penetrated his backside.
"Don't worry, they'll grow back in a brilliant shade of black," Serenity promised, unconsciously stroking his own blackened feathers from her position, loftily perched on an aged tombstone.
Sighing both in frustration and fatigue Endymion took a step closer to temptation. "Why are you here? To simply mock me? I don't need-"
"-But," Serenity glanced down at her red, sharp nails indifferently. "Yet you do need me." Encircling him with her wings she drew him ever closer. "Now, there will be no one who can stop us."
Temptation personified leaned in closer to him, pausing mere millimeters away from his lips, thoroughly annoying him. Endymion sighed once again before closing the gap knowing that all of this pain is simply because he couldn't or wouldn't resist this devil's kiss.
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