Darkness Consumes All..

“Are you always this boring? What do you and your huge-ass eyebrows want?

“Just a simple question, really--” The male leans in close, smile twisting. “Would you rather die now, or amuse me?”

“My my, this one does have a mouth!” The looming figure chuckles heartily. “Aren’t you just precious.”

“Ah... Hello, my lady.” Well, this was painfully awkward. He wasn’t sure if he should get down on his knees and apologize for disappearing or run while he had the chance.

Send ∂ for my Muse to stab yours. 

It had been a momentary loss of his assets. A sudden spike in the black rukh around him that sent him off the edge. Just a momentary loss of sanity had been more than enough to do irreparable damage, though.

It was as if he had come back from an unconscious state. One moment there was nothing but blackness all around him, and the next he felt his eyes slowly coming back into vision. Oh all the better it would have been if they had remained blackened for the rest of his existence. Better that than to open his eyes to what he saw. A knife in his hand, covered in blood, all over the floor, and all over him. This had happened many times before. Before he met her. Nothing could have prepared him for what, or who, he saw on the other end of the knife.