More Modules Get Penises Shoved Up Their Assholes

What Kind Of Mood

this 

exists

Starmine found himself seated at the center of a lush garden, healthy green vines embroidering the simple fencing, and a wide array of different flowers woven subtly into the thriving space. An abundance of daffodils especially, and the single Sakura tree he was seated under with its crimson petals fluttering around him in their descent to the soft soil. Distant birds chirped their sweet high melodies, the sounds of flowing rivers and creatures scurrying around carried by the wind that sailed through the Sakura tree's grand branches.

Mine felt at peace, settling with his back against the fence and immersing himself in the soothing senses of nature.

An out of place twitch caught his eye.

A scruffy black cat, clearly a stray stood before him, it's green eyes gleaming. Mine felt drawn to the oddly beautiful creature, mostly through those alluring eyes that seemed to beckon him.

Suddenly, the cat darted off down a beaten path, and Mine shook his head, bounding after it. As they continued along the old trail, he found that the stunning garden he'd just been sitting in was slowly fading as he continued forward. He didn't stop to question why he was following a stray cat down an abandoned old path, but somehow he felt that it was necessary.

The greenery was now quickly becoming all brown and lifeless, hard and dry, brittle to touch. Mine shivered, wishing he'd brought another layer. The path became considerably more bare, thorns snaking in every once in a while. A mysterious fog rolled in, chilling him to the bone. He could see his frosty breath, and hugged himself tightly as he pursued the agile creature leading him down this contradictory path.

Soon he found himself at the entrance of another garden. This one was surrounded by a chain link fence, thorns poking between the icy metal. Clouds pushed themselves aggressively across the dim sky, threatening to soak him with freezing rain. It was too quiet here, no life present whatsoever besides himself and the tireless black cat.

He entered the new garden cautiously, unsure what he would find. When he came face to face with the middle of the garden, he screamed.

Dark sat against the fence, just as Starmine had in the previous garden, and he was calm, just as Mine had been.

The small boy's body was limp, his scar-ridden skin unnaturally pale, and those shockingly gorgeous emerald eyes glazed over as he stared blankly at nothing.

Blood dribbled down his chin, and a glistening tear trailed down his cheek. A small piece of paper was clutched tight in his cold hand, calling out to Starmine. He took Dark's icy hands in his own, gently removing the small slip of paper. It held two words, scrawled hurriedly with a shaky arm.

Save Me.

"Dark?"

Terror crept into Mine's heart and he grabbed both of Dark's shoulders with an iron grip, shaking him slightly.

He was rewarded with only silence.

"Dark!" he repeated, shaking the boy harder. Still he got no reaction. Starting to panic, he dug his nails into the pale blonde's bony shoulders. "Dark, talk to me!"

Dark's frozen body slumped in Mine's arms.

"Dark!"

Mine ran his fingers through the smaller boy's hair several times, pulling him to his chest. He refused to accept what his heart was telling him.

"Dark, please!"

Mine grew more frantic by the second as he searched for the young blonde's pulse. He couldn't feel the comforting rise and fall of Dark's chest, and he was shaking as he pressed his ear to Dark's chest, hearing nothing.