"I am here for you." The words left his mouth and he meant them. She threw herself at him taking him in her embrace and pierced his abdomen with a small knife. He stumbled back after the blow and looked into his loves eyes that held nothing but blackness. He let his own darkness take over and flew up in the sky looking like a demon. Although looking like a demon he had a broken heart.
The last thing your mortal eyes saw...now you slaved to its wim, now for all of time you are it's slave
fgzQZZcssS4.jpg (800×1200) Me recuerda a una personaje que había creado en una historia, su nombre era Deyanira (destructora de hombres) aunque ella usa una ropa más elegante y medieval. Pero tienen en común que ambas llevan una sombra detrás de ellas