And in some dark, there is hidden light.



Their footsteps echoed throughout the darkened hallway. She held his hand tightly, walking a step faster than he did because she was the only one between them that could see through the shadows. That small embrace was what could have save them both. Her grip slipped but no, she will hold on, whispering to herself. He, deaf and blind, merely smiled. She knew her thoughts were true but she knew also that those words will come worse consequences. The one whose hand she held would become devoured in oblivion.

He purred sweet nothings into her ear and tried to pull her close, tried to make her call out to give herself away. she could see what he could not. She was giving in, breaking down beneath their roughened touch. She was what he's not; and everything she wanted… She thought he would want the same, offering a chance, a change, a simple kiss. She looked to him waiting for him, in the dark, silent with hollow gazes and shook her head softly she thought he was more than that. She had wished to perhaps see a smile spread across his lips and she will tightened her hand on this. A little further…then maybe they will get to see the light.

Cast away for that waste of breath and light. He watches as she stumbles and pick herself up even as the sharp rocks cut into her already torn heart. Such strength...Such beautiful...beautiful strength.

She knew before she sought the hand out to hold. She had brushed her fingertips against his in a tenative embrace, but the touch was too strange.The more she thought about it, the more perfect it becomes. Unlike anything else, it made light seep through the darkest part of her corrupted heart. It drove her mad, and she did not know how to return to the part of this world where people are content to rot, to dance with the corpses of the past and flesh out the sick desires of broken hearts and treason.

She watch the sky, noting that through the gray, there were streaks of brilliant light.