Bride Of The Undead (BoyxBoy)

Destiny Within the Chapel

    I walked into the Cathedral, it was strangely quiet. I could clearly hear the swishes from the rim of my chiffon the color of autumn, with it I wore my gold sandals that laced up to my knees, a ring made of gold with a Rubie at the center surrounded my polished diamonds, and a silver earring that clips onto the rim of my ears and had a chain that ended with a sword with a scarlet at the center which was pierced through my ear lobes and the maids today had pulled the bangs framed my face and braided it with Narcissuses. I chose something simple and elegant because people have now heard of me, because of my debut that night I got kidnapped. I walked through the lonely halls I could hear every step clearly, pitter pattering like rain drops. They reminded me how alone I was.........There wasn't anyone who I would understand me, not even Roen no matter how much he "proclaims" he loves me. As the main hall comes to the end, I came upon an entrance to a chapel, it was strange. Unlike the others, it did not show how we mortals try to depict blindly heaven and God but death and the ugliness of us on its floor tiles so before I entered I took off my shoes and walked barefoot across the cool tiles. After tracing my fingers along to some of the art I finally realized what was shown. It was a scene from "The Rebellion of the New." But strangely it was painted by Joffre Rass Alfraad, a incubus before "The Rebellion of the New." Could it be he predicted the incident, but no one would listen.....That's what my brother tried to do......But everyone has too confident that our Reich wouldn't fall, and that it would last forever...

   My thoughts were interrupted by beautiful music that was coming out from the tiny room that was connected to the chapel. I heard soft notes from an piano. I recognized this song, it was a song my mother would sing to me when I had a terrible nightmare.

   "My dear, don't cry the fallen angels are watching over you tonight. Don't be fearful of their invisible eyes. They're gentle, wishing you a bright tomorrow. Don't fear what you can't see, but be intrigued. After all felines cloaked in a black velvet cape wearing their shiny black crowns are maleficent yet beautiful and they have nine lives."

  "Those watching over us from the dim night sky are from the same blood and thoughts through a aesthetics contract. They will love you like a lover, understand you like a friend,  care for you like your parents, and protect you like knights in shining armor. You can trust in the them my beloved because they will always save you."

   "They will forever be our fated ones. They are like the wolves noble and loyal, they are like ravens who warns us of the horror during the calm before the storm, they are intelligent like foxes that wear flamboyant crimson coats, they are like silver snakes in their beautiful armor waiting  patiently in the dark, like moths who tells us by sacrificing themselves that those are flames, like crows they clean up our mess and leftovers after the light has fallen, like song birds they sing tales, lore, and storie so for our past and future, passing generation to generation, they are like sleek, and protective panthers blending with the dark and protecting us from theshadow, they are the  beautiful blue sharks that guard me from predators, they are the opposite of us......"

  " Though they know us better than anyone, and anything else. They are the opposite of us, they are the painters of unseen images, singers of unheard songs, caretakers of what has been lost, they are that you choose to ignore. Mortality has betrayed them, yet they still choose to repeat the process because it is them-"As I sang along with the piano then the music stopped. I peeked through the door and saw an elegant man with a lean figure with long silvery hair that flowed down his back like a waterfall, and somehow his light blue grayish eyes had a saintly yet cold feel seems to mesmerize me. He had slim limbs, long legs He slowly turned and our eyes met.

    "Sorry.......If I disturbed your playing......" I apologized

   "You can see me.....?"

    "Yeah, then wouldn't I be talking to myself?"

       "It's okay, it's lonely...... But how do you know this song?"

     "My mother often sung this as a lullaby to me as a child."

   "Then will my accompany me on this song?"

     "Umm......I'm a guy....."

    "Oh.....Well let's continue  the song."

   "We will worship them like sunflowers to the sun, we'll be drawn to their shining presence, like a Camilla we will wait at even the slightest possibility you could arrive, forever believing in your unseen arms that are wrapped around us, comforting us."

  " Their lips' whispers are like murmurs to a lover. They'll patiently listen to our woes, they'll never judge us on our indifferent wills because they are not biased mortals, they are the only thing that keeps us from the dark. They're the only things that cares enough to protect us from their mistakes, so that we can stay in the warm light."

    "Their blue blood are cold, yet they are warm. The heat from their gentle caresses stay with me to the beyond. They are beautiful angels, our past, our future, the will of the earth,  and blue stray spirits that roam. They're at your bedside every night eating away your nightmares, they are lovingly stalking you everywhere tonight......" We continued.