The world is darker than in death.

Thanatos’s skin shines like a full moon, though his wings seem to suck in all color.

His eyes were swirling pools of beauty, like the pictures from the Hubble Telescope.

It was a harsh wake up call to have him pulled from my sight, to be yanked back into reality.

I should be grateful, but I am furious. I had freedom, it was right in front of me, his hand outstretched, his smile luring me in-

But you revived me.

And at what cost?

I’m no less suicidal than I was this morning, we’re no less doomed than we were five minutes ago.

But now your lightning has scorched my lips and scarred my throat. Your kiss of life has torn away my speech.

Hero my ass.