*.¸¸.•*¨*.¸¸.•*¨*.¸¸.•*¨*.¸¸.•*¨*.¸¸.•*¨*.¸¸ Anthea... ".....I can't explain why it means so much to me that you understand, just know i love you, please find it in your heart to forgive me...." The sound of shattering glass echoed down the empty corridor. "Anthea...What have you done?!" The man falls to his knee and holds up the dying flower as it crumpled and wilted into its dying form. Dropping it, the man stands then turns his head flexing his shoulders in readiness. Coming to an conclusion he begins to walk down the empty hall. Eyes blazing red he changes forms into a massive horned monster. "....I will show them what it means to take whats mine." He growled so low it shook the stoned empty halls. The devils red eyes gleamed in suppressed rage, as he pursued his only meaning to continue forward, his only true mate, and his last. Anthea. *.¸¸.•*¨*.¸¸.•*¨*.¸¸.•*¨*.¸¸.•*¨*.¸¸.•*¨*.¸¸ •All rights are reserved.