A graceful death, is the only thing she is able to offer these days; an exertion for completion.
She fools him with her devious ways, seduces and binds him to a world of clarity. She recognises his weakness and it makes no difference whither he will attempt to flee, for she will - with certainty - follow.
A choice has to be made;
Will she let him have her, or more importantly, is he strong enough to fight for her?
Would it end up becoming the sacrifice confirming his greatest fear?
He has not forgotten what happened the last time she slithered underneath his skin, it left him shattered and even more frail than before.
Could he, without losing himself in the process?
He relies his fate upon the one woman, whose sincere tenderness sustains him;
Locks remarkably coal, though carrying life's strands of age
Eyes that radiate so sublime, they sear a daunting, torrid path into the soul's core, making all else fade to grey
And a character even more significant than his own existence.
His answer is clear. There is no alternative.
"Behave.."
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