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Erebus is a place of darkness. It is not a natural darkness born from the deprivation of the light mortals cling to so desperately, no, this darkness is much larger. It was created far before the world knew such simple concepts of either light or darkness. It is a solemn place of passing, carved deep into the icy heart of Hell and solidified there by human misery. It's only foundation has been laid with a heavy, immobile grief that even the mightiest angels could not force into submission. The shadows here have a vile, disturbing essence, rolling thick like blood they ooze out of the pitch marble walls with a life of their own, escaping down

I love you. I love everything about you. Not just the whole put together picture that everyone else sees, but all the lines and the bits and the pieces that make you inexplicably you; all the way from your wind-swept black hair down to the tips of your ticklish toes. Even the little things that drive me crazy about you, I still love them because they're all a part of you, and I couldn't do anything less. I love the way you stand anchored even when you feel like you're lost at sea, or how sometimes you stomp your feet when you're mad like a typical Saggitarian. I love how your arms feel more like home than anywhere else I've ever been, and th

I can hear the heavy sounds of the war drums again, a futile, whispered warning, rolling like thunder in the distance. Is it you who has lifted this banner into the air, or are your arms too weak for such a fatal decision? I am being called to battle; I am love's soldier, her shield and her sword. I am covered in the angry, bitten bruises of sacrifice, the deep red scars where too many times I have fallen from grace. I am beautiful in her eyes.   I will fight. I will defend what is mine. I will drive the enemy out. Like a docile lamb you offer your throat to lions, and all I can do is cut them down where they stand. Blind, you are, to the

I'm finally winning, you know; Bitten red promises have finally faded, I can go most of the day without thinking about you, but I can't help but wonder at night, and when I do I can just curb my pain with anger, was this all just about a man's carnal intuition? let it coat me like a suit of armor. I won't ask if you ever loved me; Other people are starting to notice me now, I've learned to be afraid of your words. Too-skinny girl, platinum blonde hair, beautiful clothes -- You filled me up with questions and things-that-hurt, Shrinking down inside this shell of false pretensions. and you turned around and left me in pieces. Ther

I could wear the colors of war like an open collared shirt; [ exposed ] the glint of a heart on a string, dangling between pale breasts -- where you used to rest your head, where you came to remember the rhythm of                        us. Drops of blood still seep from the places where love did not heal like little red pearls, this is my solace.                                    "This", she said, brandishing a sword of tattered hearts. "is my battlefield." No universal solvent to remove these fingerprint bruises black and blue, like your voice, but they [ remain here ]            after I've scattered the ashes; markings o