40th of Fall, 313 AV Darkness... The icy breath of death had become a constant companion to this young girls days. Every moment she could feel the chill of the netherworld upon the nape of her neck, could taste how close she had come to ending her existence... and she enjoyed every single moment of her new life. Within my chest there is no pounding, from my lips there passes no breath... yet in death I am more free than ever I was when I yet lived." Two days of rest, of quiet ponderings within the darkness of the lab had left the girl... aching for something more. That stirring, that passionate flame which had bloomed within this girls soul raged with such strength that it did naught put cause longing to well within her. It was agony... it was pain... it was... excitement. Now that fire burned brighter, flaring in anticipation as she gazed upon this picture of perfection, the man cloaked in potential whom had given her this gift... this chance to truly live. There was a thrill, a shiver that passed down her spine and set those eyes without life ablaze with something more. This man, one who had consumed her light... How she yearned to now take his darkness upon herself. A single pale finger traced the edge of a cold cheek, and Evalin marveled at the strangeness of her new form once again, I feel yet... I do not. How curious... Her senses felt so dulled, her body heavier than ever before, yet... when she looked upon this man cloaked in marvel such little things seemed to lose their meaning. A new feeling had come to live within her soul, to fill her very being to the brim. That man, the immortal who stood apart from all within the flow of time, whenever his eyes fell upon her Eva felt a shudder deep within her being, and a rising feeling of... Shaking her head, Evalin cast aside all such thoughts, sinking down within the depths of her mind so as to block out such useless wonderings for a later time. For now, there was much to be done, and the man... Her eyes moved to lock upon the man's once more, and a smile played upon her lips once more, as it had on and off ever since her time of true awakening, "My dearest immortal... the time has come to present to me what was promised. Please... give unto me the darkness of the world." Perhaps it was the workings of magic upon her being, the threads of power that the man had weaved into her very consciousness. Maybe it was simply gratitude, a true and heartfelt thankfulness that brought out such devotion and unquestioned loyalty from within the girl. Whatever the case, now Evalin stood ready, still in time and prepared to recieve all that the man would present her. |