bleed me your despair

The temptress wanted nothing more than to lay down and be enveloped by the warmth of silence. Whether she wanted to rest permanently or not, she did not know. She never would have though silence would be considered warm but there she was laying next to her kind companion prepared to be swept away by the hope that her sleep would be filled by light. The temptress offered a small, almost insignificant nod towards the ashen queen before they both got comfortable, pressing into each other for warmth and comfort. In these past few hours they have become closer, learnt more about one another and opened their souless shells, sharing informations that maybe nobody else knew. They were rivals in their prime, predators and murderous heathen that cheat and manipulate; using others as pawns on their chess board. The world was but a game, another leader to be climber but yet they were more; they became more. Friendship, sisterhood, give it a name if you must, there was something more than it meets the eye.

-exit via sleep-

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