Three Part One Shot
Screams ring throughout the air, piercing it like a million little needles each sharper than any knife, any sword that could be crafted by man. It surrounds me, not like a blanket or a warm embrace but how my own blood may. Everywhere. No matter how hard I try, how badly I pray, no matter how loud my voice rises into the abyss it does not go away. It worsens.
"Stop!" I shriek, my hands gripping for something, anything that may ease this pain, or at least brace me, "Stop this now!"
I feel his soft breath at my ear as a hand tucks some of my hair behind my ear, "Please, just bear with it a little longer
"I can't!" I cry, agony dripping from every word as my nails dig into his back, "Sebastian! Please! Stop this!"
A stifled sob is swallowed into his throat as his arms tighten their embrace, "A little longer, my lord."
The moon hovers high above