He watched as she slowly faded into the dark the memories of her gentle touch invading his mind like an infection that had no cure, her words that haunted him "i don't love you anymore". their was nothing left for him here but an abyss of cold he arose to his feet grabbed his blade and with three swift cuts his worry's were gone the torment was no longer, with his heart cut out he did not feel; love, passion, hate,greed, lust, and friendship these ties were no longer and with only his blood on his hands he was free of the ties of mortals and he became nothing more than a shadow -the undoing
