Sunday, November 13, 2005 @9:24 PM
She lays in bed tossing, turning, and struggling. Her soul ... is lost amongst the battleground of an internal war. She is a refugee. But still she is an empty vessel, a simplistic person. Many are intrigued by her beauty and allured by her intelligence, but she remains true to her own conviction. Others try to overanalyze who she is; simple things are complicated by simple minds.
As her restless night continues to reek havoc on her sanity, the candles in her room flicker. The shadows of the flames entangle themselves in a sultry dance. Moving together. Touching one another. Teasing one another.
................................................. Seduction..................................................
From the shadows rises a figure. Her movements slowly come to a halt, she inhales deeply, and is cast into a peaceful sleep. The vibrations of her breathing ripples over the rise and fall of her chest.
................................................Inhale...................................................
................................................Exhale..................................................
................................................Inhale...................................................
................................................Exhale..................................................
................................................Ripple ..................................................
................................................Ripple ..................................................
................................................Ripple ..................................................
................................................Ripple ..................................................
................................................Rise ......................................................
................................................Fall .......................................................
................................................Rise ......................................................
................................................Fall........................................................
The figure lurks closer and closer. He makes no sounds, but his timed movements becomes swift. He cuts the air with his stealth, and he hovers over her. A wisp of her hair falls, to gently cradle her face. Lovingly, as he traces the soft angles of her face, he brushes it out of her face. Suddenly, he takes a step back, closes his eyes, and transforms back into the shadows. Then he lays on top of her as blanket, he enters her thoughts.
The echoes of endless questions greet him as he searches for her. He embarks upon a little girl, she is lost in the breath of freedom. As he passes her by, the little girl's eyes grow fearful. Her pure ignorance masks the knowledge she holds.
He enters the transparent memories she holds close, and shuns. While passing through, he knows more about her than he did before. He loves her even more. By experiencing her bliss, sorrows, insecurities, and frustrations he feels as if he was almost human. He basks in this thought for a moment, before sadistically laughing.
......................................... He will never be human ...........................................
Closing his eyes, he concentrates, and absorbs the power from a painful memory. The day her father died. The pain flows through his veins, he is stronger now. With that power he transcends into her deepest fears. There she is.
..........................................He has found her ................................................
Her screams make him blood thirsty, fighting within himself, he tries to suppress the urge. His eyes flicker red to brown, red to brown. With a wave of his hand, her fears are frozen. She continues to scream, until she has realized her solace has arrived. She peers at him, lost in the moment. He comes to her, and embraces her.
"Make it stop," she asks him.
"If I only could," he replies.
Looking at him, the comfort in the time of affliction, she makes a decision. She has been plagued by this question for quite some time, but now she believes.
"Let me join you," she begs.
"That isn't your destiny," he tells her.
"I want to be with you," her voice is quivering with emotion.
"It isn't meant to be," he whispers softly.
"Come to me every night," she asks weakly.
"You know I can't, I am the cause of your restless nights," was his answer.
"I don't care, all I want is you, I love you," she tries to say, but she is weak.
Every time he is in her dreams or near her, he takes away the sprit of her life. Little by little it is diminishing.
"Come with me," he said as he took her hand. He led her into pleasant dreams, and left her there. She watched him as he went. Something took over her, never in her life had she felt so incomplete. But something told her she could not go after him this time.
Going through the depths of her mind, he erased the memory of himself. Sadness spread through him, and tears leaked from his eyes.
As he erased the last memory of himself, the little girl drew closer to him. She offered him a flower.
"A laburnum .... do you know what this means," he asked the little girl.
"Forsaken," she quietly replied.
He waved his hand, and the little girl fell asleep. He caught her before he fell, and left her in a bed of baby's breathe.
"Baby's breathe ... pure of heart," he quietly told himself.
Taking in a deep breath, he transformed again into the shadows and exited her thoughts. She was still sleeping soundly.
................................................Inhale...........................................................
................................................Exhale.........................................................
................................................Inhale..........................................................
................................................Exhale.........................................................
................................................Ripple ........................................................
.................................................Ripple .......................................................
.................................................Ripple ........................................................
.................................................Ripple ........................................................
..................................................Rise ..........................................................
..................................................Fall ............................................................
..................................................Rise ...........................................................
..................................................Fall.............................................................
He kissed her, she gasped in her sleep as apart of her soul escaped. He sucked in his breath as it entered his body. Sharp pains took over his body, and he crumpled in agony. His silent screams caused her to toss and turn again. She was violently thrashing around in bed, as the pain stabbed his body. Then finally he falls over, and it has come to an end. He will not return, he had destroyed himself for her sake. Stillness takes over the room, as a single tear tickles down her cheek. Her tear falls to the floor, and becomes a blue violet.
A blue violet means
................................................Faithful Devotion ..........................................