#lianu

[dorian-nardelli]

Melodee with her gift from Lianu.

"Dude pay up. I told you baby number three was on the way."

"Ha fuck you. You didn't win Damon."

"What do you mean?"

"You said baby number three. But you never said anything about a fourth."

"Oh hell."

Taken by a winning Fabio and a bitter Damon.

[verity-hallowswofm]

Verity about to head to Ayden and Lydia's wedding.

"Why do you look so nervous V?"

"Cause I feel like I'm going to fall and die in these shoes, right there in the middle of the aisle while everyone else watches, Oh Lianu what am I going to do?"

"You'll be okay! I promise."

Taken by Lianu just before Dominick offers his arm to his loving wife.

[death-before-dishonor-daunt-blog]

Stay with me... || Death OS

I feel the blade of the knife slicing into my chest, the cool metal ripping me apart piece by piece. The pain consumes me all at once; I feel it in my chest; my ribs; my abdomen. My body shakes, convulsing as I try to breathe. But every attempted breath; every gasp for air is only met with blood. I close my eyes, imagining my lungs filling with the red liquid as the thing that has sustained me for so long becomes my downfall. I watch Verity over me, my vision hazy. And as I eye the blade coming down on me for the last time, I can’t help but laugh. Blood sputters from my lips in a noise akin to a wheeze as I picture myself in her place. I close my eyes as I envision myself stabbing that man to death. The blade digs in to him over and over again. I wonder for the first time what his name was. I ache to know his story; his pain. I close my eyes. I have become the thing I feared the most. Its unsettling at best, but in a way, I feel like that was the only way I ever could have overcome that fear; by becoming it. And I realize as I draw my last strangled breath, this is the only death that could have been waiting for me. I’ve come full circle. I smile. And then I am gone.

            My eyes open, parting as I stare up into darkness. I sit up, confused as I glance around for Verity, for anything at all. But there is only darkness in this place. I reach down to my chest, but when I retract my fingertips there is no blood. My eyebrows furrow as I trace over my thigh. What once was a melted clump of flesh is now smooth and perfected. My lips part as the realization hits me. I’m dead.

            I stand up, looking around. I don’t know if there is in fact a God. This could be heaven, or hell, or something in between. I don’t care. I don’t care as long as she is here somewhere, waiting for me. “Lianu!” I shout into the darkness, walking blindly into the emptiness that surrounds me. “Lianu!” I repeat, needed her to be here. A flicker of doubt emerges in my heart. Maybe this is my hell, an eternity without her. I shake my head. It would be a just punishment for my crimes. But in that moment of doubt, as I am about to give up, there is a flicker of light in the distance. I feel a lightness within me. “Lianu.” I say quietly. And almost as if she’s been summoned, she turns to face me, her red hair glowing with a halo of light. She smiles, and I run to her, my arms wrapping around her as I pick her up, swinging her around in my arms. My lips cover her cheeks with a thousand kisses, and the longer we stand together, the darkness begins to lift.

            I was the darkness. Lianu was the light. I realize in this moment, that it had always been this way. I set her down, smiling as I brush my hand on her cheek. “You know, we never did get that second date.” I say, my hand reaching down, fingers interlacing with hers. “What do you say we go for a walk?” She smiles, squeezing my hand in wordless affirmation. And we walk off together in a world we have all to ourselves; a world where we are free.