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Dark tendrils, like wisps of black smoke
Reached out and grabbed hold -
Pulling, tearing,
Digging unseen claws into soft, vulnerable flesh.
Smouldering flames of desire,
Dancing in tune to the piper's haunting melody.
The devil's daughter, disguised as a blond angel
Cast out her net
But ensnared only one.
Poor ignorant fool, walking
Always walking...
Barefooted,
Empty headed.
Her sweet, vixen's poison
Infused his senses,
Lingering only long enough to turn his head,
Make him forget.
Forget everything,
Save her.
One day, his blind eyes will snap open...
One day.
Will that day be too late?