#dorianxbasil

Inktober Day 19: Enchanted Meeting

Dorian the magician has gone to woo Basil the unicorn it seems to have worked.

Hey look its my baby boy Basil, I love him and he looks damn good in a sapphire suit. I love him so much, my precious unicorn boy

My Punishment

Basil was staring up at Dorian, blood trickling down his mouth. He was in a lot of pain, the shard of the mirror, driven into his neck. However, he didn't notice the pain that much because he was looking at Dorian's face. For a moment, Basil saw his Dorian's face, just for a split second, but it had been there.

Even though the next motion Dorian did was pull the mirror out of his neck, his face now cruel and distorted, Basil thought maybe there was a small chance of hope. The thought, though, was quickly destroyed as he bled out, onto the floor. Basil was almost positive that Dorian was bringing the piece of the mirror towards him but he was already dead by then.

The next moment Basil opened his eyes, he didn't know where he was. That is, until he looked around. When he did, the first thought that came to mind was Hell. He was in Hell.

It would certainly make the most sense. Basil was dead and nothing would change that. And, with all that had happened, he didn't deserve a place in Heaven. A millennium would probably pass by and Basil still wouldn't be able to wash the sin from him.