A Dark City, the street rather. In a time i cant remember.


It was silent, well aside from the wretching screams, she drown them out in her head. She could see numbers, only numbers, scrawled on the walls.
What? 566879212 mmm? 5548631230...
For what she wondered...She kept walking.
She felt, numb. She looked down, pools of blood ran around her fine black satin heels. She steps aside..out of the crimsons path.

Its raning softly at first. She cant feel the rain. She looks at her bare shoulders, white. Almost refelective it seems.
Her veins nearly lifeless, riside, visible, underneath her pale skin. She reaches for her face, the finely sewn sleeves, slide off her snowy shoulders. The finely knit lace, intricate really, brushed off her arm and rested where they bent.
She couldnt feel her face, she looks into a cracked window, ignoring the horrors that lie behind it, simply, vainly, she touches her beautiful, tiny, features.
Her eyes are black. She can feel the rain rest on her long, full eyelashes. Her bright eyes blinking slowly, as not a drop of color leaves her lighted eyes.
She pulls the clip from her hair, long dark tendrels of thick hair fall all around her shoulders.
She kept walking, though there were no streetlights. Fortunate really, she was, had she seen what they might have revealed on this darkened evening.
She hears the small raps of dress shoes.
She pauses for a moment as she might hide from the creature approaching.
He walked through the alley way, same as she, avoiding the small rivers of life running down the cracked pavement.
She stands in the shadows, as if he hadnt already seen her.
Hes mesmerized. Her beauty, her purity, not tainted in the alley ways and crime that ran the city.
She simply walked, he imagined, a beautiful and fine creature as she was, harmful?
He walked closer, as if to converse with the woman.
She peered at him from the shadows. Her big bright eyes still glimmering in the falling rain.
He appraoched, "evening"
" tis it, evening that is? "
" Why yes, a fine woman such as your self, walking alone on the streets...." he trailed off.
He stopped in front of her looked into her big bright eyes.
She looked back in amazement, as if he too felt the rush of blood back into her lifeless body.
He touched her hand, cold as it were.
She pulled him closer ..
And all in the moment the rain let go, pouring down upon them.
Though neither of them moved, except to look into the pure night sky, into the rain.
She looked at him, staring into the darkness, they had both known so well.
And she felt for him, she had loved him in that moment. That moment none of the world could touch.
She loved him.
She paused, he looked at her.
She pressed herself against him as if she needed his strength too, to save herself.
She placed her now flushed arms around his neck, and looked into his eyes.
Nothing more would please her for eternity that he.
She brought her still chilled lips up to his.
He embraced her and they stood, the rain falling around them. Kissing, eternally shall their hearts be joined.
One never leaving the other.