A Look on the Dark Side

She tried to back away but surely defeat was in her midst; darkness in her immediate future. She could only handle so much, being as frail and fragile as she was, and her breath caught in her throat as she stepped away in a vain attempt to outrun her stalker. It’s cool hand laid its kiss on her cheek and immediately she was falling into darkness, it’s bitter embrace tragic and somewhat charming. Death was an alluring enemy, beckoning her with it’s promise of eternal silence, yet she had wanted to find an escape; she had wanted an out. She would get it eventually, but on that All Hollows Eve death had chosen her as his lover for the night, draping her in a cloak of darkness for the evening. ¬†She was his princess in her midnight black dress and her wood soled Deandris, she was fit to be his one and only ally for the holiday. His chilling breath whispered in her ears as he led her around the graveyard. Only time could tell what the night would hold..




The constant rhythm of her heels was the only sign of her sly approach. She was as cunning as she was sultry; her smoking eyes would leave you breathless before you had a chance to run from her whip. She was a creature as free as the night, stalking men like they were nothing more than toys for her hearts amusement.Her lips curled in sheer satisfaction when the object of her so called “affection” was finally in her grasp, her bell like laugh ringing in your ears for days. Her red lips would whisper your name and her eyes would stalk you as you tried to escape a fight with her. She was as strong as she was beautiful. Her deception was cruel, for even in leather, her sleek strength could outmaneuver that of any man. She was a woman who would leave you wishing for more, the only memory you could hold onto was how she managed to make you hate and love her simultaneously; and she wouldn’t have it any other way.




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