The eyes held longing,as they glanced back towards the figure arrested in the prison of thunder..
For once,the heart stopped beating..
Was there something else that he hid,the heart asked..
As the moment repeated itself again and again in heart..
That one glace,held countless answers,to the questions that even transcendental beings cannot understand..
It held longing,to return to that person,who lied barely alive,
Inside the crystal prison..
As eyes held each other and the wrath of ending danced..
All there was left was a plea..
To heaven above..
Return me the only family I have..
Give me back my life,if you are Heaven..
Or I swore on every bone of my being..
I would tear open the sky,land and water,
To get that someone back..
It no longer mattered,as the wrath danced until the eyes lost colours,
As hair became silver,
As body became broken..
As that figure faded into oblivion..
Just like he never existed..
