My Eternal Prison Pt2

His skin at last touches mine and I cling to him, feeling his warmth. It permeats my flesh and sinks into my heart filling me with such feirce longing that I cry out. He soothes me with gentle words and soft touches. I am undone by his caring for me. The cold and cruel man offering comfort to me. I want him to take me. He knows without words that I am ready for him. The connection that binds us together seems to reverberate with our feelings. His lust flames my passion to unbearable limits. I do not care that he does not stop to prepare me but thrusts brutally into my body. The seering pain is like a drug for me, it binds me to the here and now if only for this moment. A spark of pleasure is almost negligible as I scream beneath him. He goes faster and faster until I am sure we have out distanced the universe and are spinning somewhere beyond time, beyond life. In a world of our own where nothing matters but him and me.

A blinding flash and I am aware of laying beside him panting heavily. One arm lies drapped over me, its weight almost more than I can bear. My body still tingles with sensation and I relish the feeling even as it slips away. Time passes by, how much is imeasurable by me, but the sweat is dry on my body now and I have grown cold and lifeless again. He still rests beside me and I wonder that he stays this long. There are surely important matters that only he can tend to, people whom only he is allowed to torture. I do not care why he remains, I decide as I pull myself up from the bed. His arm falls with a soft thump where my bodies warmth still lingers. I look at him and find him asleep.

Padding softly over to the window, I lower myself down gently although the pain has long since vanished. I see the city below me in all its splendour and horror. The only sound that reaches my ears is the distant call of birds as they speak to each other far below my lonely tower. Again I press my face against the glass which is not glass and I wonder what it would feel like to plummet from this hight down to the world below. To fly unhindered down to the eternal darkness.

“You’re mine.” His voice behind me, so he is awake at last. I do not speak to him for there is nothing to say. There is, after all, some comfort in knowing that someone thinks of you even a little. I exist for him and that is enough. That anyone remembers me at all is something magical.

“I am never coming back.” His words flow over me and I smile sadly. It is what he always says when he leaves. Someday those words will be truth and I will slowly fall into a never waking sleep and dream of things that would give a murderer nightmares. I live in fear and hope for that moment. Perhaps that day will never come, but it is forever there waiting in the distant future.

The door shuts behind him with a solid pressure as if to convince himself that he really is never coming back. I wonder if the thought comforts him at night when he sleeps. But he has no conscience to plague him, he has locked it away high in a tower.

I rise from my perch and lay down on the bed once more. My body rests where his once did and I imagine I feel his warmth there still. So here I am, the one who was once a hero, a savoiur. Reduced to a whore, a plaything for the most wicked man alive. Once I was a bright shining star rising towards a future as bright as any ever seen. There is nothing left of that person, that boy who once lived below the clouds in the world beneath. I am a husk complete only when he touches me, whole only when he fills me. I do not influence the world in any way. I meerly sit, a shadow in the window, as lives are lived below me, without me. I never see another living soul but him. His touches are all I remember now, nothing from my old life remains. It is as if he is slowly washing away my past till all that will remain is the person whom he has created. Even now when I think of it, I do not recall my name. Soon I will remember nothing but him. Some would find that a comfort. Alone in my eternal prison I wonder if it is enough.

So…well…there you have it

~The Black Mage stirs