Mr & Mrs Other | The Memitim (worstofall) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2010-10-02 18:36:00 |
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Current mood: | tired |
Entry tags: | the memitim |
This is how it ends
Who: The Memitim (worstofall)
What: Goodbye, my love. My moment with you is now ending.
Where: LA
When: Saturday evening
Warnings: None
Seven days. They had spent the evenings of seven days at Lux, the Lightbringer's bar. They had ordered every single drink it had to offer and studied every single one closely, marvelling at how light could look so different when it passed through liquids and glass.
The Morningstar played every night - one melody more beautiful than the one before.
Tonight marked the end of their experiment. Was it a success? They didn't care.
The Destroyers danced to the tune their brother played, danced until the stars went to sleep.
They leave a handful of bills on the counter and Max casts one last glance at the lone figure by the piano before he wraps his arm around Mrs Other's waist and leads her towards the exit.
"We were wrong, my love."
"Yes, Max."
"What now?"
"Now, we set things right."
Mrs Other smiles as she pushes the door open and the two angels step outside - into nothingness.
The Memitim disappear from this plane of existence as they should have thousands of years ago.