ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE AS THE PRINCE OF DARKNESS SURFACED TO STAKE HIS CLAIM ON HIS LOVER - THE HARBRINGER OF DEATH, WHOSE MOLTEN LAVA IRISES BURNED WITH SCALDING HOT PASSION FOR ANOTHER MAN. HE WOULD DESTROY THE MORTAL WHO CHARRED HER LIPS. UNBEKNOWNST TO HIM, THEIR LOVE WOULD CAUSE END THE WORLD. LOVE IS NOT FOR THE GODS. ONLY MORTALS SUCCUMB TO LOVE. IT IS THE BANE OF THEIR EXISTENCE, THEIR HAMARTIA. NOW THERE IS NOTHING ELSE TO LIVE FOR, NOTHING LEFT ON EARTH - ONLY THE QUIET HUM OF THEIR HEARTS BEATING AS THE LIGHT SLOWLY DROWNS OUT FROM THEIR EYES; THE DEVIL COULD ONLY WATCH AS THE PERFECT VIEW OF DESOLATION TRANSPIRED IN FRONT OF THEM, STEADY IN ITS DESTRUCTION, REFLECTIVE OF THE SINS THEY COMMITED - IT IS THE FINITENESS OF LIFE; THIS IS THE FINALE.
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Arsonist's Lullabye
PoetryShe was not meant to fall in love with a mortal. [COMPLETED]
