She takes another breath
Each rumor bringing her one step closer to inner death.
The darkness creeps up her back...
Consuming her-
So cunning-
So precise-
So exact.
The shadows of time crawl up her arms,
It's all your fault!
And you just sit back - happy with the inevitable end result!
The shadows swallow her stomach-
All appetite withering away,
Claiming her throat,
Until there is nothing left to say-
In the pools of shadows - she disappears,
The light leaving her eyes
As she is guilted and blackmailed by her fear...
And the worst part about it - you coward!
You are just sitting here!
Taking pleasure in her pain..
You are evil! You are insane!
Watching her wither away
Until she finally disappears
Her heart is ashes,
And all that is left is the stain of her tears.

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Arios, in the year 247 MA.