She is Free

She is Free
Inspired by a dear friend

He didn't understand what was happening. 

The wretched heart was turning gold. 

Carefully, he turned the crystal clear, glass heart over in his hands. It had taken him years and years of work to get the clear whiteness of innocence to slowly change into gray. Another several years took the gray to black. All the while he had worked tirelessly at the stupid girl's mind. Whispering in her ear, weaving her dreams, placing longing's in her heart. When the glass heart turned completely black, he cried out with glee, immediately setting out to celebrate.

But he had acted too soon.

Gold. The color of the sky when the glaring sun made it's appearance in the mornings. This was the one color he never wanted to see in the little glass heart.

Gold.

He certainly wasn't doing it. He quickly turned to the girl's mind and could do nothing but gape. All the lies, all the dreams he had taken great care to place in her mind, they were all unraveling like someone taking apart a tapestry.

The girl wasn't alone. No, far from it!

The presence burnt at his skin, and blinded his eyes, wretched music pierced his ears. He quickly went to work and began to try and savior what he could of his web that was now burning away before him. But all the blasted girl wanted was more of the gold light. 

More of Him.

As he worked desperately he watched the glass heart, still in his hand, as more of the light ate away at the darkness that he had created. Faster than he thought possible, there wasn't a shadow of darkness left!

No! She was free!

He grasped the fragile thing and threw it as far from him as possible, hoping to break it in the process.

To his horror, the moment before it would break into a thousand pieces beyond repair, another caught it.

He met the other's eyes and growled with hate and loathing.
"Go." The other commanded. "You're work is finished here. She is free."

What Happens When I'm Bored

So I had a bit of free time, and this is what came out of it. Enjoy! ^_^

The white snowflakes fell gently on top of her head, landing on the brightly colored beanie she had on. Her long brown hair fell in waves down her back, also spotted with white flakes that gave it the look that she had diamonds sprinkled in her hair.

A smile crossed her lips as she trudged through the snow. As gracefully as a dancer, she jumped onto the side walk and opened the door to her favorite coffee shop known only as Perks.
Her order was taken at the front, and large, leather, comfy arm chair awaited her as she hung her coat up at the front of the shop, and made her way over to it, clutching her satchel to her side very carefully.
Once she had sat down, she pulled out something from the bag, ever so carefully as if the object might fall apart in her hands, or maybe it was just that she handled it with love because of how fond she was of the object. She let out a sigh of pure contentment as she opened the book, flipping gently to where she had left off. As soon as she read the first words, she was lost to the world she was in, she knew not of the mug sitting on the coffee table in front of her holding her favorite hot chocolate sprinkled with cinnamon. Her attention wasn't drawn to the fresh chocolate doughnut that was still warm, nor of the boy that sat a few chairs away, watching her with the slightest smile on his face. The smile grew wider as he watched her eyes aglow as they fluttered across those beloved pages, her facial expression changed quickly from one of confusion, to anger, to absolute adoration, until finally she sighed, set the book down on her lap and stared out the window. A melancholy look passed across her face as she finally noticed the cup of hot chocolate and raised it to her lips, just before she took a sip, her eyes peered over the top of the mug and met his, a look of recognition passed between the two and her eyes gave away the fact that she was smiling.