#warha

Warnings: Yandere, Obsessive, Possessive, Possessive behaviour, there may be descriptions of unpleasant things.

The grinding of teeth echoed from the inside of my skull, forcing me to swallow the ethereal sensation of earth between teeth. Every sense was filled with the feeling of wet earth beneath his fingers, squelching, gurgling, and clogging under the plates of his armor.

And every time he closed his eyes he saw her cold, deathly pale face, which was already affected by the first stages of decomposition.

Now the shelter of this shell, which once contained the person dearest to him, was the cold and slightly damp earth, a part of which the decomposing body would soon become.

The deceased's relatives bustled about, sorting through the inheritance and the deceased's belongings, which no longer held any significance. They acted as if she had never existed, though they fearfully covered all the mirrors with cloth. They said the deceased's spirit might have lingered in them, but how could that be if she had taken up residence on the inside of his eyelids?

The clods of earth began to grow over with turf, and those that had settled were easily tossed aside without much effort. Anyone observing from the outside would likely have concluded that the body of the mighty Astartes had been possessed by the mind of the mole cricket, because there was no other way to explain it.

The wooden coffin lid gave way without much effort and was held in place by a thread. What lay within would have horrified anyone, not only because of the maggots and burying beetles, but also because of the stench, albeit dulled by the scent of damp earth.

Her body wasted away, her skin stretched over her bones, making her look like a mummy. Her empty eye sockets stared up at the night sky.

Вещи редко таковы, какими кажутся. Судя по моему личному опыту, они обычно гораздо хуже.

Small break