Cursed Flames

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"Once more. 1 2 3"

"Again!"

Dark clouds hanging around. If this could be as peaceful as others say maybe she would never leave. Blue and gray lights cast around the place like a veil portraying a gloomy day. Although it is far from a gloomy day. Wind starts to pick up suddenly indicating someone's arrival.

"We are losing her!"

"Not now, not again. Can't lose her again to that." mumbled Daniel.

Unknown as it is physically but spiritually this place, this realm is as familiar to her as Him. Wind starts to take its course again taking away all remaining strength known to a human and yet expects to stand with chin up. Irony, isn't it?

"This time she won't come back." Kina cried out.

"Don't be so pessimistic. She will be back soon. You know how she is. Loves to give us all a fright."  Dina said more to herself. A fake sense of cocoon wrapped around like a warm fuzzy blanket works all the time.

Enveloped in warm buzzing feeling like a string that attaches from His heart to hers compels her to turn around and follow the invisible red string. She doesn't. Not this time. Why would she when in every time, every reality, every life, every dimension unites them only to walk in parallel lines? Not once do they end in separation or in togetherness.

It seems like it has been eons since she saw him. Would this be the last time she finds him before her in his physical form in this 3-D realm of this mystic universe's creation? She turns around to find she is close to the woods. Heavy fogs overcast the woods in a sense of intriguing curiosity that beacons the human to come inside and stay trapped in the forever endless abyss. The crashing of the waves can be heard from her left. There is no such thing as time in this realm. No sun, no moon.

She sees a silhouette appearing from the fog approaching her slowly like a predator hunting its prey. She is a prey, isn't she? A willing one for Him only. As the forbidden distance reduces so does the sharpness of his features become more prominent.

Long jet-black hair that reaches up to his hips flows around him like a cloak. Grey eyes that are similar to the thunderous storm stare back at her emotionless. Pupils look like a ring enclosing a fire to burn inside them. Not that anyone notices them unless you are lying under him with his face a few meters away from yours. Paired with thick eyebrows and a foxy eye shape. Nose as sharp and a set of light red plump lips. High cheekbones and a jawline sharp enough to cut down trees. Long thick neck with broad shoulders and a muscular frame that can carry 3 of her with one arm. Muscles bunching out from places not known to her at least.

Standing at 6'8 with such a muscular form he would fall in the category of giants. Seeing him at one glance no one can point out that he is not born of humans. Something way more powerful and more mysterious. Features that are so much human-like that can deceive you but the moment you snap out of this majestic beautiful form you start seeing his differences. Nails like talons sharp enough to wipe your god-crafted pretty face with ease. Eyes that can suck your soul if you dare to maintain eye contact longer than a second. A voice so eerily low and husky that can manipulate you to his bindings. Not to mention two thick golden horns that curve outward from rest on his head. A deep shade of gray tail long with enough width to constrict its victims like a boa constrictor whooshing against the wind in what seems like excitement.

To her, He is an eerily beautiful specimen crafted with more than enough time. A being who has walked the Earth from the beginning of time. Someone who has been mentioned thousands of times in multiple books. Time after time. Arguably, He is not what those paragraphs are written, definitely not to her.