I Wish to Dance...

Just want to go out into the woods... see the green haze... see the dim light... 

Though I must ignore the bodies...

I want a dance with my delicious Zombie boy from the night... 

That poor misunderstood Zombie boy... he is not what they think... 

He is of Faerie.

They are all of Faerie.

Unseelie.

The Court of Night.

He would dance;

Just Dance...

... and dance...

... and dance

with

me.

But I won't go. Can't go.

Chained.
Iron.
      Here. 
Stuck.
Magick.
     Gone.

At the light of dusk I wish for...

No.

Now is not the time...
I will not be a girl of the night now...

... because I can never be such again.

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I promised it would change. I promised it would never happen again. I swore to be better. . .

And I have failed.

He's going to die now, and it is all my fault. I was warned. I was threatened. And I still didn't listen. And he's going to die with a broken heart.

Clutching the throbbing pain in my chest, I floundered in the darkness of the trees, not knowing if I would arrive in time. For, if he dies, I die too.

Lord Death will take him to the darkened realm below. I cannot Travel there i cannot ever bring him back to home.

The warmth of a fire, the comfort of his arms, home is so far away now.All i know is this darkness i must reach through.

I must bring us both home.

It's all my fault...


JUST RUN. Keep running.
Run. Follow his light.
Just run.