They want her.
She can feel it her bones.
Their whispered invitations and passing caresses were enough to drive her mad.
And now as she sits
watching the blood spill from her veins
she awaits being enveloped in their embrace.
But on the other side the world is cold and distorted.
They are all there,
just as they always have been.
But although she is now with them,
she is more alone then she ever was.
And now
Always will be.
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