Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Writings of a Madman: The Winged Woman

Looking upon her, she had all the likeness of an angel.  Her lips were ruby-red with the most entrancing smile.  Her hair was blonde, and had a faint glow as if it were lightly dipped in pure sunlight.  From her back hung a pair of wings, blacker than the night sky, an odd juxtaposition to her flowing blonde locks.

But it was the eyes that betrayed her outward appearance.  Staring into them, I saw her true nature.  It was the nature of a demon, a demon who offered carnal pleasures unlike anything a mere mortal could provide.  A demon who wanted to torture and feed off your very soul in return for said pleasures.

The beautiful creature held her arms out to embrace me, and I walked willingly into them; for this was what I set out to find.  Her black wings spread open and she took me away, to a place where nobody would ever find us, and where my unnatural desires would finally be realized.  I will never want for anything again.

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