Requiem of Twilight



Part 1

Your tears seduce me like a swarm of carnal pleasures,
and your pathetic cries are nothing but the sweet
whispers of a wind dirge” thus Incubus spake softly into
the ears of his prey. He watched her religiously, her
shackled naked body trembling fearfully as her pleading
eyes screamed for mercy, again she closed them, but a
hot searing sensation that ripped across her breast
snapped them open, forcing her back into reality. Cries
of anguish echoed through the cellar as the wounded
child flailed her limbs in despair, like a doomed fly
entangled in a cobweb, struggling desperately to resist.
Blood dripped gout by gout, licking the fresh wounds, he
murmured “Writhe lioness, writhe, soon you will side by
me…my dark goddess, there is no escaping”. A stormcloud
of emotion hung overhead, as she gazed in desperation
towards the bare ceiling to avoid the horrid sights of
him, her blood, and his instruments of torture, she lay
bound flat on her back, one leg shackled to each corner
of the table spreading them out in a whorish manner.
Moving the folds of flesh between her thighs, his eyes
pierced into the orifice of her sex, as he petted the
bulb with violent passion, secured her legs with his
elbows, and injected thirteen tubes of his own blood,
sacrileging her temple. She shook violently as a burning
sensation ripped through her body, her throat tightened
and she couldn’t scream, as she gasped for air, the
glaring eye of a needle dangled above her face and her
master coaxed “Darling, I would rather see your helpless
pleas, through those gleaming green eyes that sparkle as
your tears flood them, fall and streak rivers of passion
down your soft pale cheeks”. The sharp head ripped
through her lips as he bound her into silence and sealed
them with a malicious kiss. Incubus turned to the ivory
alter lying next to his torture table; she breaths and
sweats heavily, as tears of despair roll silently down
her face, and over her eyes he waved a hot serrated
blade, which sizzled as he branded the flesh of her
belly. The cryptic engraving read: “Eternally decreed
angel of discord, shall bring destruction and terror
upon the human race”. Suckling at the tears, he
whispered “Drunkness from this salty wine, which bleeds
from your eyes, has spurted life back into my embalmed
but otherwise decaying body

Part 2

An obsidian tome lay before him, dusting off “Birth of
the destroyer”, he read solemnly to himself then
suddenly screamed in frenzy “I have found thee at last,
enchantress of dark omen!” The eerie runes translated
to “Her birth must be in the thirteenth full moon when
the winter solstice has passed of the eighth score year
in the third era of darkness”. After reading the next
steps of his curse, slowly in wanton contempt the
atrocious monster skewered the young sapling flesh with
pins and nails chanting “Bleed dry the humanity from
your mistress that not a drop of purity remain, that no
ray of light can embrace her sinful figure from heaven’s
rain”. Blood gushed from the punctures, pooling unto to
the cold metal beneath, as he plucked them out one by
one, then squeezing the soft tender tissue of her
breasts he suddenly screamed incensed “Your youth
excites the blazing voyeur within me!….How can I
concentrate!” Mad with lechery, he sunk his teeth into
her skin, sipping slowly, cherishing every drop, feeding
like a parasitic leech. His depravity encrusting every
scar of her wounded figure, defiling what little
sanctity remained of her. Incubus groaned “Your torments
bring me ecstasy as I swoon here”. Caressing her
amorously, nevermore libidinous morbid and reeking of
filth as his eyes grew red with lust, glaring down his
victim with a vehement infatuation, as he watched the
streams of her blood clot dry and ebb flow. He ceased
his violent affection for a moment and stared up upon
the stormy night sky, jubilant to find Diana, waning
sorrowfully, as the fiery heavens benighted in the
tyranny of darkness. The lamps of dusk were snuffing
out. Incubus’s prey lay still now with her eyes sealed
shut, scarlet seeping through her mouth, her skin
whitening as lifeblood drained from it, like a
strawberry putrefying with fungus. Engaging in
licentiousness, he descended towards the porcelain like
corpse, bestowing endearments on every fragile bloodless
limb. He rose to gaze upon the night again as zealous
winds and heavy rains pounded upon the think stone of
the cellar roof, only to find the sky sorrowing over her
fallen stars and dead moon, in triumph he shouted “A new
reign of crimson darkness is ascending, arise my wicked
queen, arise my Babylonian whore of Ishtar, ebony
Hecate..ARISE!” Enthralled by his seduction her eyes
flickered open, glistening vermilion, and bedazzling her
tormenter. As Incubus unleashed her fetters, she threw
her arms about his neck, embracing him with infinite
zeal; as he cried “Prey with me, my seducing Succubus,
prey with me!” Together they flew out into the eternal
darkness, the demise of mankind’s miserable plight in
their hands. Hear the sighs of a relieved Pandora, and
the requiem which strummed from Eden’s grief, a new age
descended the end is here.

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