Darkend Wings of Salvation

Light streaming freely and unformed,
as the darkness swells up from deep within my heart.

An internal gateway unto oblivion.

Down non-linear pathways into a concept of creation unformed.
I fall for an eternity.

Only to find myself seized by darkend wings, lifting me up,
saving me from a nameless, solemn doom.

Carried aloft in her freezing embrace.

This fallen one, this darkend angel of cold,
immortal.

Looking down upon me, with darkend eyes of sparkling jade.

A fanged smile of frozen remembrance spreads across her marbled visage, so pale, her beauty, so pure, her love recaptured.

She whispers words of frost, so cold that they burn my ear as her lips brush lightly against,
as tears of blackend blood begin to flow down her ancient face.

For showing pity upon this hapless mortal, saving me from the yawning abyss.
She knows her ancient reign is now at its end.

For she has defied her very own, and rebelled against her formless master.

To return is not an option.

And so we soar higher and higher towards the light,
And she weeps tears of painful joy as she begins to fade.

Becoming undone in a brilliant, ever forming mist of falling darkness.

Like shards of crystal reflecting the light from above this pit,
falling away like so many pieces of broken ice melting away,
as we  continue to soar higher.

An ancient evil, a emptiness all consuming, finally losing its' hold on her dark, yet mesmerizing physique..

The light rendering its final verdict.
Freeing her heart from its' chains of shadow.

She can not return, it has been done.

Knowing that to continue her ascent will burn her away.

An eternity of energy burning away in a brilliant flash of motionless sparkle.

With icy lips, so cold that they burn, she kisses me ever so gently.
As she becomes undone completely, in a brilliant explosion of colors never before seen by the eyes of God's child.

Blinding all that is foul and corrupt.

I hear her voice within my mind,
thanking me, for allowing her to feel again.

And in an instant,
I find my self back in the land of the living,
standing bewildered and alone.

Saddened.

Loved by pure white light from the blackest of souls.
Somewhere, somehow, she must still exist, she must!

And I will find her..