Silver Storm

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They would be far more than relentless. Drawn to power like a moth to a flame, thus was the life they both led, and perhaps it was why they were so capable and sure of belonging to the other. They were both martyrs of powers; idols. Towers of strength. A smile curves his inky lips and his exposed jaw. His teeth, gnashed together with fervor, pressure only to stir something within her as he attempts to nip at her neck, "Then we'll be together, with no other interference, no other to desecrate something as unholy as our union?" He whispers and drinks in the disgusting taste of his daring words. Daring his sister to pledge her heart and her body to him as she had to no other. As he had to no other. 'Til death bid them part. His mind, locked in an embrace of wanton desire, he seethed in something akin to aggression. They would all stare at the duo; dumbfounded and lost. How could two; a brother and a sister; long for each other, no, thirst for each other in the way the pair did? Simple, they were crafted together, made to be pieces of a puzzle, it only made sense that their life should be one together, that they should also live to die together.