I first saw you observing the world from a the shadows, eyes gleaming red against the darkness. Quite beautiful, was my first thought, and distinct with those ruby wings.
"Beautiful," I whisper aloud, facing you with a smile on my lips.
You turn, eyeing me warily. I meet your gaze, my violet ones appreciative but curious. The leather encasing my body feels snug, yet I keep my expression easy, softly tempting.
You ask my name and I am struck by the touch of silk in your voice. I laugh softly to ease the surprise. Taking a step forward, I ignore the surroundings, the chaotic world surrounding us, and focus on you. "Some call me mistress...but you may call me anything you wish."
I see the hesitation still in your eyes and press on. "Lilith is what few remember me as. What noun is used to describe one such as you?"
A smirk crosses your lips and, seeing the aloof presence one would give a stranger, I push on. "Ease me of my curiosity, dear, fore it must be a name that I have never heard to describe one so beautiful."
At your response, I smile, lifting a hand to stroke a lock of your midnight hair, the strands of silver glinting in the twilight. With a snap of my fingers, a rose appears in my free hand, the petals pitch as midnight and barely blooming. "A rose, though not nearly quite as precious." I offer it to you with slender pale hands.
I see the appreciation in your eyes as you examine the rose. I grin back. "There are many others in my garden, my lovely, all stunning...do you wish to shed them all in darkness with but your mere presence?"
It is bold, I know, to whisk such a creature from such familiar territory, so the offer escapes my crimson lips without thought: "I can promise you the world."
I wait, fingers frozen in their caress, for the answer.
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I wait, fingertips brushing your silky hair, knowing my offer was bold. "That is," I clarify, "the world, if you wish it."
Apprehension, I can sense, lays thick over your judgment. Yet, despite this, your curiosity is overwhelming; you accept.
I flex my feathered wings once, looking up into the dark sky. You glance at the ebony feathers but do not comment, and then see my hand has released your hair, now offering itself to you. "Put your pretty talons in mine, my lovely, and we can fly together."
Now you chuckle. You do not want your golden fingertips next to my black inch-long human-like nails, and say as much.
"Then transform, my lovely, into your glorious form."
I step back and launch into the air, gliding there until your dragon form flies beside me: then I take off.
The moon, a harvest one, lights the sky as we head towards the west. A forest is there, rarely populated besides the occasional sprite or nymph.
We go further than you ever have, until we spot the rainbow below us. Here was once a vacant meadow, but now it is dotted with a prism of colors. Cyan, magenta, purple, navy, red, orange, yellow, green; all in vast shades.
There, we land.
"Choose what form you wish." I bend, picking a red rose blossom from its bush. I turn to you, offering the bud, the black one now missing from my fingertips. "For love, my lovely. For passion and power."
Your structure changes back into that of a young woman, long locks disarrayed but still so magnificent. You take it, examining the flower with a watchful eye; you do not trust me yet.
"A wise choice, my lovely, although to achieve what you wish, having faith in me is the first step." I step away, back to you, towards the quiet stream at the edge of the meadow. It glitters as if liquid crystal under the moon.
You follow, asking me just what it was you yearned for.
I can not help but glance back at you, my eyes twinkling amethysts. My inky hair slides to reveal one ear, pointed as the woods-folk. "My lovely, you ache for what they all do; for the yawning chasm in your soul to fill."
You stop your movements and the suspicion rolls off of you in waves. Without a word, you mentally backtrack to a safe zone, back within the city we had left. You are confident you know the way. Only then do you question, just what am I?
I grin, revealing the lengthened incisors beneath my cherry lips. "The answer, my lovely, to every prayer you silently chanted. I am the penance for every guilty thought; the prize to every kill; the illumination to the darkness that wrenches your soul."
With a smirk, I pluck a white rose, offering it to you. You add it to the red bud. "For the innocence you grieve for," I add, my eyes roaming over your scars. With a sigh, I utter, "So beautiful."
Yet you do not accept my compliment, interjecting that there is no beauty in darkness.
I laugh. "Is that what you tell those who do not appreciate your beauty? Because, my lovely, I do loathe to shatter your disillusions."
I look back up into the starry night. The orange orb floats on a sea of lined clouds, twinkling of scattered embers.
"At night, you are your most powerful, my lovely. Just like the moon during the sun's sleep, always so faint after dawn." I spin, slowly, arms outstretched to encompass the horizons. "And the night is so dark, yet it has the spell of the moon to make it so beautiful." My eyes travel down to watch your reaction, to see you staring at me, gripping tightly on the rosebuds.
So intent upon watching me, your skin jumps at the flash of lightning and crack of thunder. My eyes radiate a violet light as your stunned face lifts to the sky. Rain begins to pour, warm and heavy, falling upon your form like teardrops.
"That is the beauty of darkness, my lovely." You face me, expression etched with wonder. "You can have everything you desire."
Author notes
Lilith attempts seduction. And yes, Lilith is based off another quite infamous, mythological Lilith... Where the rose is, the second part was inserted.
Also, I had to reenter, due to a mishap with me and the mouse...
Written August 25th, 2005
A contest entry
- Romance Or Seduce My Persona [Contest] by Rose Dark Thorn.
500 points, ended April 15, 2006, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Actually, Lilith is a she. lol. It had to do with the contest mainly, so you might not have understood. The idea is to seduce/romance Rose. So the rose was a symbol for a lot of things.
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really great descriptions! I love the way that Lilith is talking to her, he's (he's a he, right?) speaking almost in a lyrical form, his words are like lines of poetry. I've attempted this once but the conversation between my two characters became really choppy and awkward. But you've tried it and succeeded! All your words flow really smoothly without any uncomfortable breaks in between or sharp words that stand out from the rest.
Just one little problem- I didn't really understand what this story was about. Is there more?
Anyways, great write! Keep it up! -
Fantastic!!
wow...this is really well written...but is this suppose 2 be a poem? it sounds more like a mythological story...if fact it sounds like something Shakespare would written the tone that ur characters spoke with and ur descriptions all reminded me of Shakespare!!!!! this is a really good piece...something that Shakespare would be proud of. -
*smiles back slightly and chuckles* If you say so. One can't begin to trust another without getting to know the person, so I suppose it's only fair for me to do so.
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You have a partner and a teacher, my lovely, if you wish it. *tilts her head, smiling at you* You will always be safe with me.
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Living life almost completely alone has taught me some valuable lessons. Perhaps that is why I am so distrusting. The mroe we talk though, the more curious I find myself to be. Everyone is misunderstood in some way as well...There are so many things about me that most would not accept. Somehow, I feel like you already know what they are. Safety is something I don't often feel. I think that would be a refreshing change from paranoia. Time teaches many lessons...someof those lessons may have been ill learned. Perhaps you can teach me rightfully, these lessons.
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I look at you and see a rose trapped within the brambles, my lovely. You are so beautiful that the world must misunderstand you. But again, you are wise, and that I admire, even cherish in one so lovely. You believe you do not deserve acceptance? My lovely, we all do, and know that you will always find complete acceptance with me, even if you know me not. You are safe with me, and you are right; only time will teach you this.
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Faith is quite a hard thing to have in one whom I know almost nothing about. It is quite strange to me that you understand me so well and that alone has made me quite curious. Perhaps I don't truly believe I deserve acceptance, but I can't really be sure. Perhaps I will take that risk and perhaps not. Time will only tell.
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Like recognizes like, my lovely. Like the sun recognizes the time for it to fall from the skies to let the moon reign in it's rightful place. I can promise you that acceptance, that happiness. My lovely, all you need to do is have faith in me.
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You seem to know me so well, as if you looked into the very depths of my soul. You enchanted me with your mysterious qualities and captivated me with your stunning words. You offer me the world and my curiosity is definitely at its peek from your words and actions. You act as if you've known me for years and yet I have never met you before. It is as if you have been a secret admirer all of this time and know my very heart by your own heart. Truly an enticing piece and quite curious as well. I wonder what it is you can offer me.
Thank you for writing this for me.
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Ah, in the category, it says fantasy...it's in response to the contest. I am glad it fell into better place, though I think it mentions the girl's wings in the beginning..oh well.
Thanks.
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I was perhaps half way through this write before I realized the fantasy nature of it, and at first was a bit taken a back when it occurred to me. Once I settled into that acceptance, I reread from the beginning, and it fell into place much better for me.
A strong effort, one I hope you are rewarded for in the contest. -
This is interesting. I think the lilith is used is the one who was Adam's first wife...well, that's what the name originates from, right?
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WOW... This is awesome... You did a great job on this ... I really like it!!! It is definately intriguing!!!
Beth
PS GOod luck in the contest
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