There
is only one who could ensnare me. Her name is Aurora. As beautiful a
vision as the sound of her name! She almost got me once - a mere
124,000 years ago. When I was vulnerable... after Danu left me to
share the Dark King 's realm again.
I
didn't know it back then; that Danu abandoned me to be with him...
Our arch enemy! I didn't know she'd previously left him to be with
me. I always believed she was his prisoner, his slave. Just like I
was. I know better now.
What
a fucking moron I was!
My
ancient heart drips blood whenever the icy blade of Danu's betrayal
slices through me. Some wounds will never close.
It
was then that Aurora enchanted me. She took advantage of my
vulnerable energy-flows and calmed their frazzled eddies with the
soothing counter-current she weaves into her songs.
I
remember the feeling! The stillness in my churned up soul. The sudden
calm of my heated thoughts. The blessed absence of the ache inside my
ripped-apart heart.
I.
Wanted. Her! I couldn't get close enough to the source of her divine
sound! Aurora had me mesmerised… one hundred per cent focussed on
her. I knew I met the love of my immortal life. My happily ever
after. My…
Stop
this! I bloody know about the sirens! This was one of them! Not my
happily ever after! Not even my friend!
The
Sirens… they are menacing, hairy spiders sitting in their webs,
waiting for unsuspecting prey to become stuck. Then they rub their
pedipalps together, and the sound they make grates your nerves, flays
them, leaving them raw and shredded. By then, it’s too late for
escape. They encapsulate you inside their songs, and they suck your
soul dry. Bit. By. Fucking. Bit. Until there is nothing left but an
empty body without a mind. A broken shell.
I
have seen them: a Siren’s private army made up of countless
shadows. Withered wraiths that can barely move… always following
their siren. Not alive – yet, not dead either, they are desperately
trying to catch up, to touch her. Never reaching, though. What a
farce of an existence!
I
never saw a single wraith in my Aurora’s wake. But then… I don’t
really venture too close. She told me… I swallow hard… Told me
that she only ever wanted me. Me! Of all the singular entities that
venture into her realm. I don’t trust her as far as I can throw a
stone! A Siren and a Fae? Ridiculous! Can. Eever! Happen. Yet – I
feel her lure. Even now, 124,000 years, three months, two weeks, and
one fucking day later. I can’t get her out of my mind! It is Danu
all over again. Worse! Danu only left me. Aurora would kill me.
Outright – and I am sure it won’t be a pleasant way to go. I need
to be on my guard. She visits me in my dreams. Sings her song of
empty promises, and seductive pleas inside my mind. Its notes
bouncing off the inside of my skull, amplify, and slice through my
very soul. It is torture! Every. Fucking. Night.
More
than once I contemplated to give in. Like three times a day.
She
haunts me beyond the borders of the Inbetween. I don't know what's
worse: hearing her song or imagining it. It doesn't matter! The
outcome is the same. I long for her. Long for her embrace, her
company, her love, her devotion. I want her to sing her song just for
me. But I know I am deluding myself. Aurora will never stop once she
captured me. I might be her first - but I will certainly not be her
last. I cannot have her all to myself.
I
roam the Inbetween. Driven, obsessed. I cannot find her. She does not
sing for me anymore. Why has he stopped singing for me? Did I take
too much time? Does she think I am not worth the effort? Did she find
somebody worthier?
My
heart ices over and shatters into a million pieces. It cannot be! I
panic inside the vast expanse of the Inbetween; my mind spins out of
control; my undead heart beats erratically. If I were human, I would
die right on the spot. I cannot die. Never. Death is not a
comfort-to-come for me. I and my brethren are cursed to travel the
universe forever.
I
hate my existence. I hated my existence since Danu left me. Then I
found a distraction in Aurora. The comforting security of her singing
- just for me. Aurora wanting me, chasing me with her ethereal tunes.
Me evading her, dancing a dangerous pas de deux with the blackest of
the black swans. I am a good dancer, nimble on my feet, knowing how
to lead, enjoying the way the music translates into movement. I want
to dance with Aurora. All the time.
Ω
He
was easy prey. One song. One song only, and he was all mine. 124,000
years ago, Ah-dam became mine. He doesn't know it, but he will one
day. He is my first, and he will be my last. There is nothing more
powerful than the energy of the Dark Lord. One of a kind! A
life-form, able to exist in all the realities there are. The only one
capable of transitioning between the realms, breath the Inbetween and
not drown in its non-existence. An energy-being so powerful that even
the Dark King bows his silver head.
And
now he follows me! Follows me through the Inbetween; looking for me,
seeking my company, dying to hear my song. I feel his energy flowing
over me in powerful ripples and waves. Drowning me, getting me drunk,
satisfying me.
And
should he ever get bored, or disheartened, doubting that he would
ever hear me again, I will sing a short tune - just for him - and
hope will fill him, longing will drive him, and the need to find me
will define his every move. It doesn't matter if he never realises
that he is stuck in my web. The moment he wanted me, he belonged to
me. There will never be an escape for my Prince of Darkness. He is
mine forever!
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