In The Arms of Death

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In The Arms of Death



pairing: William/Drusilla
time frame: 1880, as Drusilla is draining human William
word count: 161

prompt:
If thou and thy white arms were there,
And the fall to doom a long way.
~ Stephen Crane // The Black Riders and Other Lines


The blackness surrounded him; a blackness far more stark than the lack of sun that enveloped him every night. He'd always loved the night. Forbidding, mysterious. A place where he could be like the passionate soul he was inside and no one would see. He didn't have to hide when the stars came out to dance.

But this was no mere turning of the earth. This blackness that held him in her arms now.

Death. He'd seen it, but never tasted it.

He could taste it now. He could see it too. See it in the form of the beautiful woman who was taking his life from him.

Not a woman. A… creature, animal… demon.

Between mouthfuls of his life, she was whispering about what a lovely eternity they would have. Together.

Death. Eternity.



The End