In the ethereal realm of shadows and souls, a tale of forbidden love unfolds. Within the moonlit graveyard, amidst decaying tombstones and whispering winds, a tormented spirit longed for an earthly connection. Drawn to a mortal's existence, the apparition craved the warmth of flesh and the touch of a beloved. And so, a forbidden love bloomed, transcending the boundaries of life and death. But as their souls entwined, a dark curse awakened, binding them in a haunting embrace for eternity. Their love, a haunting melody that echoed through the night, a testament to the power and tragedy of love that defies both body and soul.
Our Song
Evening has given way to night. Gently, I settle next to you on the comfortable, old love seat and reach for your hand. You snatch it away, again. It cuts me to the quick, but I hide the pain, understanding that the reaction is but part of your demented state. Since the accident, your presence here in our cozy home has been clouded by a haze I can't see. Nevertheless, I feel the frigidity of your expressions and it serves as an excruciating reminder of the immeasurable distance between us.
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