-After the prince left, loneliness set in the demon and he soon felt the stinging pain of the kingdom's atmosphere. He quickly retreated to his cesspool of a domain until the skies turned bright the next day. He never slept, he never stopped thinking, and he never felt the same again.
-What a peculiar feeling.. He thought to himself, Very curious indeed.. He couldn't keep the gorgeous human out of his mind even if he tried. It was like a painting, or like the melodies from his past life embedded into his head. How he longed to see/hear them again, though, at the same time he resented him. Almost envied the human's very existence and the fact he could keep all his memories while the demon's withered away. Where did they go? He wondered. Why couldn't he find them again? These thoughts whirled within his thoughts.
-Another feeling struck him; it was heavy within his chest as he felt a rhythm grow within it. Bubump bubump.. Warm tender feeling he had, and it was so addicting. He worried, what was happening to him?
-The change was so much for the demon that his whole day had been very surreal. The humans he used to watch past by like colours, the sun had shone more brighter to him and his world became more lucid. Life rolled on, he presumed, without him for the most part. He had been stuck there at the lonely abyss waiting for a long period of time. Nothing came up, the only thing that came down was the sun in the kingdom. And so, the demon felt nervous. He had hoped, that the beautiful human was thinking of him. He wanted so bad to be significant to aleast someone's eyes for once without going unnoticed.
-Night fell. Again, the witching hour sat in. No one crept out of their houses at the time, not a single soul was awake then. The demon crept closer to the very area he had been the night before. Testing his courage he reached his left hand through the border and into the kingdom..
-Feeling a little embarrassed, the atmosphere still was a bit much too strong for the demon, burning his long spidery fingers. Damn.. He thought to himself eyes blinking through the darkness. Nothing satified the demon in his own realm.. How he wanted so bad to be on the other side.
-Witching hour ticked by. No signs of the darling prince to comfort the demon's empty heart. Disappointed, the demon slunk down in front of that very spot he saw him. Bored, and lonely, the demon began to sing to himself a melody brought upon him from an anterior life prior to this one.
-Drifted by did the notes from his lips. A sad melody with uprising tune. He closed his eyes and envisioned a perfect life. Too bad he had not been living it ever since he had lost his chance to keep his. He wondered what he was before.. If only he could recollect it.
-Through the midst of the darkness, the radiant, darling prince appeared before him. The demon did not realized he had been there for he had his eyes closed. Suddenly, the prince spoke;
"What lovely music.." The prince said looking around him. To the prince nothing was there. He was not able to see beyond the border, for it caused humans too much grief to see through what was there, and only those who were fortune, had the ears to hear past it.
-The demon's voice shook after he heard the prince call out. Embarrassed, he stopped immediately leaving the song unfinished.
"Oh..." Said the prince, "I must be hearing things again.."
There was a twinge of disappointment in the prince's voice which made the demon's heart sink. He mustered up his courage and continued the last part of the song.
"Beautiful..." cried the prince joyfully, "So I am not hearing nothing at all.." With that, he smiled a soft gentle smile, eyes glowing with light.
"Come out, dearest voice and show me who you are."
-The demon couldn't move from out the border. Instead he managed to choke. He then forced out some speech.
"I can't.." He said shaking, "...Not right now."
The prince frowned and it hurt the demon to see him do this.
"If you don't come out.. I can order all my men to hunt you down and force you to come with me in my palace!" He inquired crossing his arms, "If not, I shall call for the gullotine and that will be the end of you!"
The demon stepped forward through the border.
And as he did, he watched as the prince's face grow pale.
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