KuraiNoko

The moon was rising just behind the mountains as she awoke, her midnight hair fluttering in the wind. Her silver eyes darted upward toward the sound that woke her. Through the twisted and gnarled cemetery trees she saw what had called to her.  Just beyond the fence that separated the graveyard from the rest of the countryside, stood a dark figure. She could just barely make out the large leathery wings that were fully spread behind it. She placed a thin white hand on the headstone and hoisted herself out of the stone coffin that she had wrenched open. The contents of it were spilled on the ground beside it, scattered in a most unusual patte

To love a toad It means to cry To take all the bad And hide it Where no one else can see And if he knows He'll hide behind anger Because he doesn't understand Girls will be girls We cry for no reason sometimes But burdens as heavy as ours Come with a high price You try and keep from weeping When you love a Toad so much That when you think he'll say goodbye Your heart is ripped from you

She bent over to pick up the remains of the tattered dress she had been wearing when she spotted, off in the distance, the demon again. This time he was fully clothed in a splendid pair of white breeches with black knee-high boots. The coat he had on was a silvery lavender color, with white vines embroidered into the fabric. In the back there were slits that buttoned at the top to keep his shoulders in the coat, but accommodated his wings. His long hair was tied in a loose ponytail by a white ribbon that shone in the moonlight like unicorn hair. "Why are you following me?" she asked. He tilted his head forward and laughed to himself. "I'm no