The eyes seem to glow from in the darkness.
One Green...
One Gold...
...it's His fault...
...sister...
...He did this to me...
The feeling of tearing in two, ripping apart. trying to flee the eyes that glow in the dark. But the eyes follow, always in sight. With eyes closed, they are still there, burning into the soul.
No... not you... please...
...He did the same to ye...
...sister...
Spinning, falling, fading.
One hand is grabbed, then the other. One hand is grabbed by the green eye, the other by the gold. Yet, they are two different people. One hand female, the other male. Pulling in different directions.
...the pain Tzoli... so much worse now...
Kin, sister, help me..
Pulling, stretching, tearing.
-pain-
The body rips in half, the heart tears down the middle.
Melchior? Why?
Swinging, fleeing, stretching. Struggling.
Crawling away in the cloak of darkness, the eyes burning, glowing, lighting the way. Struggling to flee, to get out of the line of sight.
...Liar...
...Oathbreaker...
Shut Up!
Swinging hands wildly: then, a hammer.
Blood, brains, EYES...
We're the same. Ye and I, Tzoli.
No!
Smashing, hitting, frantic fighting against an already dead body. But the eyes continue to stare, to pierce.
One Green
One Gold
We were sisters.
...sister...kin...
Oh Gods... Melchior? What am I?
Darkness swirls in, leaving only the glow of two eyes. The body turns to smoke, immolated to ash, never to rise. Only the brand on the arm remains in the dust that was once ...
dryth...human...nothing
-pain-
One Green...
One Gold...
Two Black.
Posted by Tzoli at September 6, 2005 09:56 AM