Monsters Inside.

It might be time to gather things from the ashes.



He kept on running around pretending everything he did was of importance, but really he was just trying to make up for lost time. His mouth going dry for a moment and he tried to remember what he was doing but it was hard to tell if it was the same thing as when he started. If he kept on doing this he would drown, everything that killed him made him feel alive.



The longer he was exposed to her the more it itched, deep deep down from places he couldn't reach. It invaded his veins and his heart, trembling softly as she told him her name. Dormant for so long, it was a terrible thing to be so damn hungry. He wanted to shout at her, tell her to go away before it was too late but words utterly failed him and instead he found himself staring hopelessly at all her little curves. He watched in silence as she came closer, so cool to the touch despite the fire in his eyes.



He decided to take a chance, plunging off the cliff with no regrets. He took a few steps forward too, closing the distance between them with a curious little stare. The question she proposed made him shiver in delight, a satellite spinning off in the dark. [b]"Hopefully with you"it came tumbling out as his heart jolted terrifically in his chest, a flick of the tail and he found himself wishing she wasn't a complete and utter stranger.