Sister, Dear Sister...

Oct 07, 2008 01:15

Marishka... Marishka...

This world now offers more comfort to me, than it once had. I remember the pain of your passing, how close Verona and I came to finally showing the Princess her end of days. To granting the Master with final salvation, ever-lasting. The agony it caused us, as the hunter saw fit to take you from us.

Not so long after this, Verona, too, was pulled from our midst, making what once had been three to no more than one and still, our Master I served. A ball to celebrate All Hallow's Eve... The Princess was to be given sacrifice there and Master became so eager to finally end his dance with the hunter, so lured. In this, too, we failed and yet...

And yet.

That same time now approaches.

Do you feel weakness, at this time, Marishka? I have never felt the kiss of that final death, I do not know how such a thing could... Could be sensed. Could be felt. Tasted.

Tragedy is not something I wish to be wasted upon, but I must know. I must assist, yes? I must be at your side, should this coming time fill you with unease.

Destruction, to our kind, is a rare thing.

Long so may it be.
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