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When Death Kissed the Moon

Lilith · 2008-03-08T14:00:03Z

This was just a little something I cooked up yesterday and I hope you like it. ---- When Death Kissed the Moon “It’s been nearly a century since any goddesses set foot in my woods. So why are you here, Lena?” Darius appeared from behind the skeleton of a willow tree. His chest was bare, exposing the delicate pattern of scars that marred his flesh. Lena hovered, her lips only inches from his and for a moment, he could have sworn she was going to kiss him. It wouldn’t have been the first time he had touched the lips of a goddess but never Lena’s. No, she was the Moon after all. The only one he couldn’t have and the only one he had ever wanted. “Don’t tell me you weren’t expecting me, Death. I knew I would have to pass on eventually. I don’t think that this one will heal itself.” She stepped back and removed a strip of cloth from her abdomen. Fresh blood stained her porcelain flesh, or at least what was left of it. “I always assumed I would have to hunt you down and drag you through the veil,” Darius replied with a knowing smile. Lena looked him up and down. He appeared so young to be so old. Icy blue eyes glistened in an angelic face, framed by ink black hair. How long had he lived in the darkness of the Old Woods? He turned away and pressed his palm to the hollow remains of the willow tree. “They say that this place used to be alive, but that was a time long before my own. That was the time when we had control of our destinies and humans danced through the veil by there own means. People like you and me, we weren’t needed.” “Those are stories, nothing more,” Lena whispered. She moved closer and stood by his side. “Not all stories are simply make-believe.” He grabbed her wrist and pressed her palm against the willow’s remains. “Do you feel it?” Lena did feel something. A moment’s murmur, then nothing. She drew her hand away and folded her fingers together over her stomach. “Now and then, it reminds me of why I’ve never left.” “Darius, it’s my time. I was eventually meant to pass on. I’m sure one day, your time will come. Besides, they’ve already replaced me up there,” Lena said, smiling and looking up, expecting to see a night sky, before remembering that this place hadn’t been blessed with moonlight. “You could stay, you know?” “I don’t want to.” Her words were sharp and sudden. She sighed and set a hand on his shoulder. “Please…I know you’ve been alone for so long but this isn’t my place. I’ve waited seven thousand years to pass through the veil. Don’t make me wait any longer.” “Of course.” He lowered his gaze. They stood face-to-face, lips just inches apart. It was Lena who forced her lips against his. His eyes widened but he didn’t resist her. And she faded like mist, tracing the scars on his chest as she disappeared.

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Tue Jul 15, 2008 10:57 pm

Alarainya says... · Tue Jul 15, 2008 10:57 pm

That was amazing I love stories like that! You did a wonderful job! You wrote it wonderfully just give a bit more of the characters feelings and it will be amazing! Great job!

I'm a special lover sometimes but you only touch a ghost, I'm a sycophantic courtier wit an elegant repost, Needless to say you're the one I need the most, Cause the only one I come undone for is you.- some lines from Come Undone by Vannessa Carlton

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Sun Aug 17, 2008 12:33 am

Lilith says... · Sun Aug 17, 2008 12:33 am

woooo! I got creative and spent the evening putting together my first youtube video...based on this short story. I posted it about *looks at watch* 5 minuets ago but I figured it would be good to annouce it to anybody who was extremely fond of the story.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PO98yPONrJc

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