Formalities forgotten he whispered her name, in which she turned around and sinisterly said "No, I'm the nightmare you call death. "
He backed away horrified, it was the face of his beloved but the emotions she expressed were not. She licked her lips tasting his fear and confusion.
"But Isabel...?" he stammered, not yet comprehending what had become of his lover. Her hair was wild and moved as if alive or a light wind nestled about her. She was deathly gorgeous and knew so and flaunted her body with a plunging red dress. Something Isabel would never have worn before...
"What are you wearing..." His tone of voice was no longer confused but raucous and some-what distant.
She giggled now, knowing he knew at least a little bit; or guessed.
"I was once named Isabel, but how boring I was!"
"My name is now Death, and I do what I want."
"So what do you want?" She squinted at him as if looking at a pest.
"I-I... came to search for my beloved Isabel that perished in the Great Plague" He admitted even though he knew it would be in vain.
"Oh? Very precarious mission I might say. To bad it's over." She said rather bored and snapped her fingers. Two huge men with bones coming out of their backs came forward ready to take him away.
"Isabel! Isabel! I love you! I always have. You were never boring" He exclaimed hysterically trying to save his life or what he had left.
Death's face contorted in sadness and hope, she lifted her hand out as if trying to reach him but then her hand fell down. The spell was broken and Death was back, only the tear on her cheek told of the seconds before.
She sighed dramatically as if listening to a boring tale and waved her hand in the air.
"Nevermind I've decided to keep you, but if you wanted to stay so badly you could've just asked. No need to get all hysterical." |
Submission Name: Findre and her lover
