He followed her wherever she went. Like a shadow, he trailed behind her–forming a large canopy of protective shade. She resisted but he pursued her. His long golden tresses encapsulated her, giving her warmth. Time passed by and the warmth turned into a fire inside her, scorching her insides. The golden tresses turned into obsidian chains–restraining her, choking her.

“When does this end?” she cried.

“When this ends you.” he hissed back.

Life turned carnivorous. His beaming light of vitality took the shades of stygian demons. They cocooned her in their mammoth clouds of loneliness and despair. Baring their teeth, they growled until the voices drove her into madness.


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