(Rp? Someone be him? No powers or fandoms please.) I spin around when I feel someone touch my shoulder. I look up at him in shock. "It's you....But....you were dead. I thought you were de-" Before I can finish he hugs me tightly and kisses the top of my head.
Her eyes were wet and shining like two huge black diamonds suffused with tears. In her eyes, her black eyes, I found the everlasting night of impenetrable darkness for which I had been seeking and I sank into the awful, enchanted blackness of that abyss. Sadegh Hedayat, excerpt from The Blind Owl, 1937. Image: Android by Ash Sivils