And that was it.
Her eccentrity was untouched, not by him.
Her liquidity swam past his soul.
He was all hers. She was the only one.
Among a herd of many with a heart of stone.
But did she belong? to him he didn't know.
"Meh. How could you compare?
My spirit mustn't be captured by your
rigid atomy." she told Quartz.
He was no one to take no
for an answer
Quartz never gave her the choice;
She'd not surrender her lustrous will.
Eighty Days, and no luck
Quarts arranged for Vermillion.
"Convince your daughter,
or she'd be the last of your generations."
Vermillion complied...
Anders and Daniel, two of his
Most loyal men,
Summoned the pope.
Mercury dressed up in White.
She had no plans to escape,
No plans to melt.
Stern and brave as her father was,
She flashed a smile.
He had her, he knew it
As did the grin on his face:wide.
The ceremonial glee terminated
And he proceeded to touch her.
He died.
4 years ago
