At Night
A strange whistling filled his ears as darkness settled around him, taking his friends away and hiding them from him.
He made no sound, he was wondering how darkness had taken shape of bodies, bodies dressed in heavy black velvet dresses with long waving black hair, eyes dark but noticeably so, and mouths grinning and black.
He tried to reach for the fading light, watching as the dark covered over it's bright body, clawing it's lighted face down with dark hands, too far down for him and he had not wanted to move, but he felt he needed to to get free from the darkness closing in.
He felt the darkness's warm and suffocating hands taking his shoulders, pushing down, hot dark eyes staring deep into his own until he closed them with a frightened whine.
Several more hot, unreal hands held him to the darkness below, the first pair moved up his shoulders, holding his neck tight.
He struggled, beginning to choke, tried to call for help, only to be held by more suffocating hands, covering his mouth. He looked panicked between the jet-black eyes, his own beginning to water with panic and breathlessness.
"Simon." A heavenly voice whispered in the dark.
A rustle broke loud through the near silence a sound of a thousand heavy wings rushing through his head, he turned to the sound.
A white light, bright and beautiful pushed away the dark creatures, he looked to the creature in the light, it was dressed in material of pure glowing white, it's white hair blowing and shining, glittering like the sea under the moon. It walked to him, holding him softly, it's deep night-blue eyes held stars, it's deep blue lips shone like oceans.
He looked to the sky, a dull white mist sat without any source of light. He looked back and laid his hands on it's cold face. It nodded, answering an unspoken question in his eyes.
It looked to the white mist and smiled, then it laid it's white hand onto his chest, sliding them around to hold him in a frozen embrace.
He sat back and looked into the deep eyes.
"Beautiful." he said softly, letting himself lean forward and kiss its blue lips, feeling like he floated through the sky as cold hands pushed him softly back.
He felt as though he was lying on a night-blue cloud as the soft thin fingers parted him of his clothes, spreading the beautiful coldness over his body.
He held the cold shoulders, looking at the heavenly being above him, the endless stars and oceans and oceans within it's eyes and the endless heaven it promised him within them, and he kissed the cold blue lips, feeling the cold swarm over him, feeling the light of them moon cover him.
Simon opened his eyes, finding himself on the floor, sunlight warming him as it streamed in through the open curtains. He rubbed his eyes and rolled over, noticing a very amused face beside him.
