I Know You~

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The silence in the hall was deafening. And then came this voice, sultry and dark, soft lilting notes that angled themselves into my ears teasingly and temptingly: her singing was drunken yet stroked down my eardrums sending erupting shivers of nerve-energy chaotically butterflying over my limp corpse. All I could see was her piercing green eyes and that reproachful evil dancing in her icy irises. She still held our childhood against me, shown by this demonstration. I was laid on this stone, this polished, black, glossy stone hinted with green. Not tied by any earthly power yet bound by her will that held mine in a firm, startling grip. And then with a snap out of the ember night her face glowered down at me with a soft sad sourness, her eyes begging me “Why?”

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I stood over this limp corpse of a body, no lust or need stirring my heart this time. She had left me. And with the crow on my shoulder she ate out my heart. A rough snaky tendril of my midnight hair dropped loose from my helm, but I tucked it away. Those innocent blue eyes looked up at me with fear, causing a loose smirk to waltz across my lips.  Then I paused, and opened my mouth to sing:

“I know you…”

At this she started sobbing.

“I walked with you once upon a dream~”

“No, no, no…” Her whole body convulsed. Her hands would be at her eyes if I did not restrain her.

“I know you, that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam~”

She let out an anguished wail and her humanity broke, she wriggles like a fish in a net.

“And I know it’s true…”

She followed with her blind eyes where my sharp footsteps circled, begging, begging, pleading, moaning, whining, the last vestiges of sanity draining deep into the earth.

“That visions are seldom what they seem.”

A feeling akin to drunkenness pervades my body, the tension rising, and suddenly there is nothing but I and she, and my madness:  This. Is. Your. Fault.

“But if I know you…

“Nooooooooooooooooo-oh-oh-oh” and the tears are flowing freely now, little rivulets carving delicate pathways across that frozen, frozen skin.

“I know what you’ll do…”

And here she gave up her sanity and wailed to the heavens she knew she was soon to be dragged unwillingly to.
“You’ll love me at once, the way you did once, upon a dream.”

Then I stabbed her deep with that contamination. Seven rings of hell opened and her screams because undistinguishable from each other: there was no part of her that did not suffer from fire and she dove down, down, down into that midnight sun.