Journal Entry ~

March 4th 2018

The woman has bewitched me, I'm certain that she's been sent as punishment from some twisted higher power to break me down to nothing but brittle foundations.

There's nothing human left inside me, lost years ago to an interminable darkness. Yet the moment she arrived something roused deep within me, something I haven't felt for quite some time, something I'd almost forgotten the name of.

It started as the smallest of embers and much to my vexation with each smile and every softly spoken word those embers burst and spark into a roaring heat that cannot be contained, that sears and twists through me; it is the sweetest agony.

I refuse to let her magic in. My darkness is my own.

I am a monster, she can't change that.