Ophelia's Demonno more tearsher eyes are dry no more sobs she is still and cold no more cries her voice is silenced no more pain she's beyond feeling now she lies, pale and lovely, in an ebony-winged embrace and the luminous ivory of her skin is cold she looks like she is sleeping; her lips are red and soft and they whisper a gentle smile that tells of dreams unknown... but the kiss of death is on her; she holds no life nor breath and the eyes which once spoke of mysteries are closed, now, forever. no mortal now can harm her; and she will never tell that they were the ones who drove her here to her eternal sleep... and the black-winged demon's eyes are cold... as a ring of fire surrounds him and his precious burden, he shrieks a curse to the eyes that watch and slowly and gently lifts into flight vanishing through a portal of green and silver light... Copyright 2003 Anaildubh |