We begged to the moon and the stars above for sacred love...
By the time Arlen had arrived to the water front, the sun had fallen from the sky, collapsing into the distant lands far beyond the world he knows so little of. The stars, he drew comfort from them, the sole thing in this world he was familure with, having gone to the surface of the ocean in order to look up into the heavens many times before he ever met Arisa.
"I'd like to watch you sleep at night," His voice called up tearfully towards the bright moon that shone down on him, but it wasn't the moon he was seeing, though it was where his eyes where focused. "To hear you breathe by my side," There was a gentle lapping of the waves, his silvery coated hand reaching to his face once again, his body slumping down on the ground, the very place he had first met Arisa, the sand and rock was icy cold against his skin. He wore no clothes, having cast them aside in frustrated pain and aguish, he was not human, he could never be, how could he have ever thought himself worthy of Arisa's affections?
The tormented creatures breaths where choked within his sobbing lungs, everything felt so worthless and empty, all reasons and purpose to things lost meaning. Nothing meant anything and all he felt inside was the same hollow emptiness that consumed the entire world around him.
"My hands feel empty.." Both hands now covered his face, the pain striking him like an epiphany would strike a great philosipher, with sudden, unrelenting power "..no one to hold." Pulling his tear soaked hands away from his pale face, the dying Prince swayed a little from the weakness he was suffering from. "And yet they are full.." His eyes stared at the silvery substance smeared all over his palms and fingers "Coated in the life that flows inside you, stained with the shame of what I had done.." Clenching his fists, resting his head down against them, his voice breaking as he whimpered in heart breakon agony "..for reasons I do not even understand!" Why had he hurt her? How could he have done such a thing? How could he have harmed the only creature in the world to have taken his heart in such a way?
There was a rustling movement nearby, probabply a tiny creature spying on the Prince in his sorrowful state of misery, he felt sick in his stomach, his heart felt as if it was being crushed by the sever weakening pain of his emotional agony that fueled the quickening death of his dying heart. Arlen's body slumped down onto the sharp edges of the rock and cold bite of the sand. It was so hard to breath, all he had to do was get into the water, then he could go to the Abyss, he'd be destroyed then, never able to harm Arisa or Tessa or anyone else ever again. His golden scales had become dull, losing the mystic sparkle that made them shine a brilliant ray of colours when the light hit them.
He used all his strength to grip the edge of the rocks that peered over the water, tugging his body over and having his splash most unelegantly into the dark ripples of the icy waters. But there was something wrong, his body wouldn't shift, and his lungs choked awfully on the water, his body lashing about as he broke the surface and coughed terribly after almost seeming to have been drowning. His arms guided him towards the shallower parts so his feet could reach the sandy bottom, though it was a struggle since he knew not how to swim with human legs. The water tossed him about a little, his hands reaching for the rocky edge, as he had done the first time he laid eyes upon his Angel's facve. Arlen's tears had a unique reaction to the water, a faint glow gently casting from the water around him, almost as if mimicking the moon's glorious beauty.
All he wanted to go was go and die in the shadows of the Abyss, but maybe this was a sign, maybe he didn't deserve death.. maybe he deserved it live, to continue an endless life, knowing it was never to be shared with Arisa. His head fell against his arms that clung to the rocky shore, his quivering shoulders having nothing to do with the idy chill of the water. All his muscles where tense, although a smaller build then many of the others, much like Arisa's brother, their simple muscular structure held far greater power then most of the other heavier built students at the school who where not gifted with enhanced strength as a mutant power.
That would be true torment, to continue on existing for all of eternity alone and without her, the gentle curves of his muscles on his back rippled more with shivers. For the first time in his life he wished to be out of the water, it was so icy cold and his exhausted and dying body was able to help adapt him to the freezing tempratures of the salty winter sea. His tail attempted for a moment to flick about wildly as if that might help him leave the salty waters, but his burst of energy faded quickly as he gave up.
He's never felt nausious before in his life, but he was starting to feel sick now, more then just from the tossing of the water, the foul city air he had to wonder through had not done his weakend body an ounce of good. He grew horrible ill around pollution when he was perfectly healthy, around it when he was dying made him feel like just walking out into one of the moving trucks and getting hit like Arisa had explained when he asked why there where dead animals along the side of the roads. He had been horrified at her responce and even more so that humans would continue drving when it was obviously killing animals and he later found out even humans died by those metal contraptions.
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