My Sweet Prince.

A dream has brought me here; lured me in with a silky voice- deceitful, passionate, longing, and promising. Oh, what do I know? I'm just someone sad and small.

The clouds cascade from an infinite sky, looming high above blanketing this horrible, dark scene. I wrap my arms around my chest as if they will protect me. A shiver slides down my spine and drops to the ground like a limp snake. The trees reach out with greedy branches, sucking up every inch of light. As I walk my feet catch on roots and I stumble and sway unable to walk in peace.

I hear a hoot, a tear drop, a sharp grinding sound, panting, and laughter.
A cloud hangs above me in the sky.. Birds of prey to non-tear stained eyes.

The gloom grows with every inch of land that I cover. I suppress a scream afraid that I might wake up the trees, the water, the ground, my fear.. The Monsters. Walking on my heart starts to grow heavy making my body sag and slouch, losing all confidence and grace my body and mind once possessed.

I hear silence. Definite, painful silence.

In the near distance a figure forms and walks toward me. I approach with apprehension but curiosity fuels my barely beating heart. My feet falter, but I grow nearer.

A large figure, a monster- once a man, comes in to view. He starts to hum to me- low, smooth, passionate- drawing me toward him with a powerful pull. I surrender.
I stare into this demon's black eyes as he wraps his powerful arms around me; a world of darkness stretching forever in his eyes. His face looks like a mask of hell; uneven, hard, with bumps and horns protruding and littering his face. Time defying antlers branch out from the top of his head, creating an image of dancing Oak trees atop his ugly face. His bare chest in front of me resembles a river bed of pebbles pressed together, creating skin. Lifeless, grey, cold skin.

"You are mine, now," He croons.

A torrent of fear and despair fills me. My heart pumps the emotions through my veins and soon I'm frozen in place looking up at my destiny. My heart thumps it's last set of life spasms, here and there, signaling death. I close my eyes to the pain, with teeth and hands clenched, my mouth mutters a prayer.. "to whom this may concern.." thump, pause, thud, "..I'm sorry for the mess I've made," thump, pause, pause. Pause.
The heaviness wins and becomes me. My head falls gracefully onto the demon's chest, where it rests as I take my last breath and release a sigh. Fire and ice at the same time remains the last of anything my body feels.

I open my eyes to the world, reborn.
A world of darkness stretching forever is all that I see.
I place my lifeless, cold arms around the demon..

My putrid, new Prince. You are mine.