AndItIsGone

       Dio watched the little dark haired girl leave as the world around him burned. He had grown attached to her as the night progressed; she was so brave, so smart, so beautiful. He could see why her mother was so desperate to protect her, if Aya were turned into a doll that proud spirit she had would be destroyed. Dio didn’t want that. So he protected the younger girl, just like her mother asked. He hadn’t expected to grow fond of her though. He wasn’t a fool, he knew it was impossible. Dio was dead, a corpse given life and sustained by the power of a curse cast by a scorned woman; once the night was over and the mansio

 I cursed in annoyance as I tripped over yet another tree root hidden by the dark. Here's a little advice, don't go hiking in the woods at night if you can avoid it even if the moon is out. Unfortunately, I couldn't avoid it. If I did then more people would've died. I was the only one who knew how to stop the monster who committed the numerous atrocious acts over the last few days. Tears turned silver by the rising moon rolled down my pale face as a sat on a random stump just off the path to wait. They say that when you're about to die, you see your life flash before your eyes. Well, I was about to find out if that was true. The silvery whi

Come away with me Little childe To the woods And the wilde Take my hand Little one The moon is bright And the night is young I will bring you to A wondrous place To see the look Upon your face I need a gift now Little childe Before you stay Here in the wilde Go to sleep Little one You will never See the sun Come away with me Little childe To the woods And the wilde

       Dio watched the little dark haired girl leave as the world around him burned. He had grown attached to her as the night progressed; she was so brave, so smart, so beautiful. He could see why her mother was so desperate to protect her, if Aya were turned into a doll that proud spirit she had would be destroyed. Dio didn’t want that. So he protected the younger girl, just like her mother asked. He hadn’t expected to grow fond of her though. He wasn’t a fool, he knew it was impossible. Dio was dead, a corpse given life and sustained by the power of a curse cast by a scorned woman; once the night was over and the mansio