spectrefive: ❝ i will come back from the dead for you. ❞

richard siken sentence starters. 

    she speaks unnatural words like these like HOLY VOWS.  for some reason a chill dances across his spine as though his reaction were akin to fear. but how so  —-  ?  after all, she has spoken far worse, voice seething with violence. here this is nothing MALICIOUS spoken in this proclamation. the severity in her tone paints a blatant message that even the blind like he can see.  she thinks she can defy THE STARS.  she defies all the laws and those above her with such elegance, such  ferocity   ———   her temperament consists of little tolerance when things never go her way ;  IRONIC.  at least, coming from someone who ( technically ) had no choice whatsoever on her fate in her youth.  she was made to serve.  but she thinks she will choose when to die, basking in glory amidst the gore.

    and if the timing is poor, she thinks she will crawl through the rustic ground of whatever earths she’s buried upon  ( if she were given such a fortune )  to come back to him  ;  the home she has sought through him.  

   she did not say i love you. but it makes sense. she might as well have said it. the force. gods. entities. heaven and hell  ——– all are mere CONCEPTS.  all are but figments in her eyes and in her eyes there are wildfires that even those without sight can see. 

  and i will kill every last person. ❜  he affirms, although considers his words unworthy as compared to hers, with his hands cupping her face and those wildfires in his hold ( he,only who, who could touch – could hold without being burnt )    until you and i are the only ones left.    









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