Mortal Angel

{the vulnerable scrawl that wants to be my novel for NaNoWriMo}

Wednesday, November 03, 2004

 

Five ~ Fate

W---- darling,

       Have you still that marvelously attractive boy with you? Such a fine choice he was, my dear, I must congratulate you on such a find. Not only has he an entirely delectable appearance, but the mind beneath those glistening curls of darkest night is so wonderfully malleable. Passion can be an almost frightening things when aiming in the wrong direction, but in him! it is a delightful undulation, lending him rapture and despair in equal measure. He does not understand that such change is intrinsic to his existence, and when he has reached a low point, he cries out that surely the world rallies against him and his life is entirely without worth. Do be sure he does not forfeit it prematurely - there is the potential for so much in him, he could easily hold our interest for some time yet.

       Such a fabulous introduction you first made him, I was only just able to keep back a smile which might have given you away. You had the same name as he, you were him, the rest of his soul, what would complete and fill the place he had so long been looking to absolve of its painful emptiness. His mahogany eyes widened, dark lashes on pale cheeks, his lips spreading open as a slow-blooming flower... and his breathless whisper called on the fickle Fates which held sway over his life, thanking the unalterable destiny they had given him.

       A strange combination of lurid experience and naïveté lie within his eyes of darkened glass... Do you think you might send him to me when you have done with him?

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