The Wandering Demon and the Hellish virgin

Two people stood in hell
Walking on a path, crossing each other every day.
One, looking for the symbol of love, the other looks down on emotions.
Every day, the demon kills the uninteresting while the virgin looks for the flowers of blood.
Whenever their destinies intersect, fiery eyes light up.
Every noon, straight in the eyes looked at each other, then returned to their games ...
One day the demon turned around and said: "You, who digs around on the ground, what do the flowers offer you to please you?"
The virgin smiles at him, taking his hand:
"These flowers are their last memory of life, when I see them I smile"
The demon surprised and disgusted, took his ax and then cut the hand of his beloved.
"These flowers that you love so much, now become one!!" He left cold without turning around, her cut off hand to his belt.
The virgin did not frown,fell to the ground, then go to sleep.