Servants of the Dark: Excerpt "Truce"
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bending_sickleShe is curious about colours. The red of blood, the velvet-blue of a night sky, the colours of a fire (for she has only seen the mute flame of a candle). They entrance her.
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Bird tries to burn everything. He is not afraid of the dark, only of what it may hide.
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“It’s okay,’ he whispered. “It only hurt a little bit.”
Tearfully, she wondered whom he was trying to comfort. She knew it wasn’t okay, she knew it had hurt. Her cave and her head still echoed with his screams.
“It’s okay,” he whispered again past bloodied lips. He licked the corner of his mouth [tasting blood]. A glance from her stopped him and he let her approach, hardly straining away in his chains. Her soft tongue soothed his lips as she licked, no longer hungry.
She wondered if she would ever dare to be sated again.
Not until her ears stopped ringing.
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"I’ve been lost in my delusions. I rely on my illusions to keep me warm at night. I depend on my capacity to lie. But I am willing to give up this lie." - inspired by misunderstanding S.McLachlan’s “Afterglow”
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Bird tries to burn everything. He is not afraid of the dark, only of what it may hide.
~~
“It’s okay,’ he whispered. “It only hurt a little bit.”
Tearfully, she wondered whom he was trying to comfort. She knew it wasn’t okay, she knew it had hurt. Her cave and her head still echoed with his screams.
“It’s okay,” he whispered again past bloodied lips. He licked the corner of his mouth [tasting blood]. A glance from her stopped him and he let her approach, hardly straining away in his chains. Her soft tongue soothed his lips as she licked, no longer hungry.
She wondered if she would ever dare to be sated again.
Not until her ears stopped ringing.
~~
"I’ve been lost in my delusions. I rely on my illusions to keep me warm at night. I depend on my capacity to lie. But I am willing to give up this lie." - inspired by misunderstanding S.McLachlan’s “Afterglow”
