Demons Never Die [Meeting]

Silence encumbers him, his breathing becomes slowed, and the king slips into unconciousness. Around him, they flourish, these wolves, attempting to scamper and save him, and while, death does not become his undoing on this day, there is left, no trace in the air, that soon it shall come on swift wings. There is no doubt that the lord will soon leave his beloved children behind, and there is no questioning what he is. There is no questioning that his heart was not the product of ache, and of over excitement, but of break. Raw breaking to see his own flesh and blood ravage each other. Blackness surrounds him, and little does he know what happens next, or what is to become of him. Does he even exist anymore?



-exit via unconsciousness-