XJimmyVonJamesX's blog: "Lost in the Dark"

I suppose through it all I always wanted to believe her, yet here I was half-way playing both sides. Not necessarily by choice mind you, however constrained through deeper ties then my will alone could allow my mind to travel, except for imagination. Who knows how much the council already knew they were by nature a suspicious entity, and I wasn't a picture of... well you get the idea. 

The hours lapse into days and weeks. She was a prisoner of the council. or so they thought I was sure she was right where she wanted to be for all the while she would be at my side. could she read my mind? I think about her lips only to find her appear amid reality only to my eyes. or was it so? I am still not sure if it was only me or if perhaps she was just that good. to pick a side of the war for me a t this point felt unwise I don't know if I wished her to disappear or not. am I addicted to the crazy? at least it fills the silence.

then I feel her sweet whisper into my conscience "I could change your all in an instant yet you wish to tarry here concerned with this dust I shall never understand you." If I weren't my twisted complex self would you be so fascinated? or would you leave me for time to unravel?  hot and yet cold as ice her breath upon my neck the sensation washes over me like a wave of euphoria only experienced by helpless romantics and hard drugs. half biting my neck yet not piercing the skin on the base of my neck running to mid shoulder. I felt the air leave her lungs as she moved her hands across my waist she transposed her will to mine for a moment.

The wave I had though earlier was nothing to compare with what came over me in that moment. I couldn't say in words more a flood of emotion centuries of lust, remorse, regret, with the happiest of times as well, yet behind a exterior of contentment I could feel her saddened heart grating on my soul. leaving a resounding ache in my chest. I think I may have hit the ground, Instead I was held aloft my her rigid strength the statuesque grip of a lover frozen in time.

I felt the wind lift way from the weight off my toes, as we floated above the hazy skyline of dusk, the sun, Orange and big its last breath before night splayed out along the horizon for a moment locked in her embrace I wondered if it was real. "as real as forever" was the resounding reply amid the flow of my conscience.