Love.
Love.
Love. Love. Love. Love. Love.
...Love.
She felt dizzy. Sick, almost. Her surroundings were dark, with most of the surrounding area being black as pitch despite her enhanced night vision. Yet the word kept ringing in her head, over and over.
Love. Love. Love. Love.
This wasn't it. This couldn't be it. More alert, and fighting the nausea, the girl stood and began to head toward where she knew the door must be. Yes, she'd been here before. But not for three years, at least. Why would she be back. Louder, as though perhaps another voice was whispering it now, the word, like a bell, pealed again.
Love. Love. Love. Love.
As soon as her hand contacted the doorknob in the dark, she felt her hand burn. In panic, knowing what that had to mean, she tore her seared hand back and began stumbling away. The bell had turned to a cackle.
Love? Love?! Love love love?!
In a horrible moment of sheer terror, she was paralyzed as the door swung open, letting light into the room. He stood there, the boy who claimed he loved her more than anything, with the black wolf demon standing behind him, too. He didn't love her, she knew. Was love even real?
"Don't you know?" He laughed, stepping toward her. "Love--"
-
Before he finished, she woke with a start, in a cold sweat and breathing heavily. But somehow, almost all of his sentence was finished in the back of here mind. "Love is stored in the [r???????e????????d???a??????c???t??????e?????d?????]."
The girl broke into a soft sob.
Maybe love isn't stored anywhere.
Because maybe it didn't exist.
Love.
Love. Love. Love. Love. Love.
...Love.
She felt dizzy. Sick, almost. Her surroundings were dark, with most of the surrounding area being black as pitch despite her enhanced night vision. Yet the word kept ringing in her head, over and over.
Love. Love. Love. Love.
This wasn't it. This couldn't be it. More alert, and fighting the nausea, the girl stood and began to head toward where she knew the door must be. Yes, she'd been here before. But not for three years, at least. Why would she be back. Louder, as though perhaps another voice was whispering it now, the word, like a bell, pealed again.
Love. Love. Love. Love.
As soon as her hand contacted the doorknob in the dark, she felt her hand burn. In panic, knowing what that had to mean, she tore her seared hand back and began stumbling away. The bell had turned to a cackle.
Love? Love?! Love love love?!
In a horrible moment of sheer terror, she was paralyzed as the door swung open, letting light into the room. He stood there, the boy who claimed he loved her more than anything, with the black wolf demon standing behind him, too. He didn't love her, she knew. Was love even real?
"Don't you know?" He laughed, stepping toward her. "Love--"
-
Before he finished, she woke with a start, in a cold sweat and breathing heavily. But somehow, almost all of his sentence was finished in the back of here mind. "Love is stored in the [r???????e????????d???a??????c???t??????e?????d?????]."
The girl broke into a soft sob.
Maybe love isn't stored anywhere.
Because maybe it didn't exist.
~Purple~
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