[ IP ] Field of Thorns - Offer

She reaches out to me, the darkness twisting around her. Since her appearance the world itself has turned into shades of red and black, the lifeblood that feeds her and the darkness that her existence represents. She is calling to me, and I know that I will not be able to resist that call. She has taken my friends, my children and my lover. Their graves are out there, empty. The shells of what they were still roam this Earth, bending to her will. 
 
 I look into her eyes and feel that power that bewitched the ones I love. I feel it creeping within the confines of my mind, reverberating against my darkest desires and compelling me to join her. Her hand has been here for only a moment but it feels like an eternity. My mind is slowing down as my options are slowly being cut off. I desperately hope to resist and in that hope I turn to the very darkness that she is controlling within me. They are desires of what I want her to do to me, and what I want to do to her. There is a blackness to them as they are devoid of all love yet still contain a passion that I know will eventually lead to murder. 
 
 However, who will be murdering whom? 
 
 As if triggered by that thought I feel the darkness that she had controlled within me become mine own again. She looks at me puzzled, as if reading my mind, and I stare back at her. She is used at being the predator. She does n't understand what she is witnessing. The darkness that warped around her morbid shape now envelops both of us. It is no longer frightening but is rather welcoming. It will become my new home. I feel a smile spread on my face and though I bear no fangs like her I sense that my own expression is rather frightening. She is a monster that exists within this darkness but that does not mean that she is the only monster that can exist within it. 
 
 I step closer to her, the smile on my face so rigid that it hurts. I feel the warped desire within me turn into power that is pulsing throughout my body. She senses it as well and pulls back but now I grip her hand and pull her close. Her cold body is pressing against mine own. Her face is beautiful and dead in blood red moonlight. I reach down and kiss her lips and feel the death within her try to consume me, to no avail. Tonight things will be different. 
 
 Tonight I will be the one to consume death.
