Ghosts. Specters. Phantoms. Beings seen in darkness. There and then gone. No one can ever believe they might become one. Or are one. Some held by a grudge, others by grief. Beings forever cold. Wishing only to live their life again. These cursed beings live on this earth wishing for the one to release them from their living hell.
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A lone cloaked danced in the moonlight. Eyes closed as he spun through the dust and debris leaving no trace. Long white hair fell down to his waist as he stopped and gazed upon the wreckage. Once a Prince of a vast nation, now nothing more then a cool breeze. A sigh escaped him as he clutched at his heart wishing only to hear it beat again. His life cut short from a bullet from his lovers pistol. Cain grimaced remembering. His lover had run over and held him tears falling into his eyes. Shaking he collapsed onto the ground holding in the sobs that wanted release. As he held himself he glanced towards the heavens silent tears slipping down his face. Life is a wish though death would be a gift. Standing he walked over fingers trailing along the cracked and broken chandelier. The once magnificent hall had turned to dust before his storm grey eyes. Turning he tried to picture the hall as it was but he soon realized how hopeless his attempt was. You could never turn back time. And you can’t save a soul. He knew his time had to be short now. His once grand home had turned to rubble and was soon bought out. The palace would soon be redone. Cain selfishly wished only to remain and dance his eternal dance bathed in moonlight.
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A lone cloaked danced in the moonlight. Eyes closed as he spun through the dust and debris leaving no trace. Long white hair fell down to his waist as he stopped and gazed upon the wreckage. Once a Prince of a vast nation, now nothing more then a cool breeze. A sigh escaped him as he clutched at his heart wishing only to hear it beat again. His life cut short from a bullet from his lovers pistol. Cain grimaced remembering. His lover had run over and held him tears falling into his eyes. Shaking he collapsed onto the ground holding in the sobs that wanted release. As he held himself he glanced towards the heavens silent tears slipping down his face. Life is a wish though death would be a gift. Standing he walked over fingers trailing along the cracked and broken chandelier. The once magnificent hall had turned to dust before his storm grey eyes. Turning he tried to picture the hall as it was but he soon realized how hopeless his attempt was. You could never turn back time. And you can’t save a soul. He knew his time had to be short now. His once grand home had turned to rubble and was soon bought out. The palace would soon be redone. Cain selfishly wished only to remain and dance his eternal dance bathed in moonlight.
(okay so it is a romance. A yaoi. If you so wish it Cain can become alive again. Magic and whatnot. Please be the person buying the palace/mansion. Yaoi only)
