Lilith made her way between the headstones, fingers trickling over the stone monuments like water over rocks as she passed each one. The stones were cool beneath her touch, but nothing could match the icy glow in her eyes this night. Her normally violet eyes were a troubled storm of gray, turbulent beneath that calm exterior. Her somber footsteps carried her to the edge of the graveyard, where she paused, leaning on the fencing there, letting the small spikes atop the fence press into her forearms. She didn't even notice the trickle of blood that dripped down one of the spikes she carelessly leaned on.
Her head hung, chin to her chest as she gave a heavy sigh, eyes closed to the night beyond. First one tear slipped from beneath her eyelashes, then another, followed by still more. Silently she cried, letting the tears fall to the grass below, where the drops froze into crystals, then faded from sight.
I killed him. Is that what I am' A killer" If this is what I am, I don't want to remember. I don't want any of this. Please" She turned her face upwards and opened her eyes, tears paused on her lashes about to fall. "it was an accident. It was something inside me, but not me. I felt it"
That feeling from her dream pressed in upon her from all sides until she felt short of breath. That surrounding, consuming feeling of rage"of being out of control. Her fingers clenched around the rose stem in her hand, pushing the thorns into her palm. "I didn't even know him," she growled, clenching her teeth. "Why do I give a damn at all?"
His face entered her mind; the shock captured in his eyes as he realized that he was going to die. She felt his neck beneath her hands, the crunch of bone as his spine cracked apart. Lilith looked inwards at the maelstrom raging in her core, and gasped. She gave a jolt and dropped the rose, her hand falling open as if to release his neck, to take it all back.
She turned abruptly to leave, taking a few steps away before pausing to look back at the rose lying in the dirt behind her. "Darkness have mercy on me Damien. I did not mean to be the instrument of your death." Her voice was soft and full of sorrow, a ringing of soft chimes in the night air.
She made her way out of the cemetery on shaky legs, the wounds on her arm and palm healing before she even reached the gate. If only other wounds were so easily healed" And the shadow of the day Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
((words in bold by Linkin Park))
Her head hung, chin to her chest as she gave a heavy sigh, eyes closed to the night beyond. First one tear slipped from beneath her eyelashes, then another, followed by still more. Silently she cried, letting the tears fall to the grass below, where the drops froze into crystals, then faded from sight.
I killed him. Is that what I am' A killer" If this is what I am, I don't want to remember. I don't want any of this. Please" She turned her face upwards and opened her eyes, tears paused on her lashes about to fall. "it was an accident. It was something inside me, but not me. I felt it"
That feeling from her dream pressed in upon her from all sides until she felt short of breath. That surrounding, consuming feeling of rage"of being out of control. Her fingers clenched around the rose stem in her hand, pushing the thorns into her palm. "I didn't even know him," she growled, clenching her teeth. "Why do I give a damn at all?"
His face entered her mind; the shock captured in his eyes as he realized that he was going to die. She felt his neck beneath her hands, the crunch of bone as his spine cracked apart. Lilith looked inwards at the maelstrom raging in her core, and gasped. She gave a jolt and dropped the rose, her hand falling open as if to release his neck, to take it all back.
She turned abruptly to leave, taking a few steps away before pausing to look back at the rose lying in the dirt behind her. "Darkness have mercy on me Damien. I did not mean to be the instrument of your death." Her voice was soft and full of sorrow, a ringing of soft chimes in the night air.
She made her way out of the cemetery on shaky legs, the wounds on her arm and palm healing before she even reached the gate. If only other wounds were so easily healed" And the shadow of the day Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
((words in bold by Linkin Park))