For it was not into my ears you whispered, but into my heart.
It was not my lips you kissed but my soul.
                             - Judy Garland

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"Why?" I heard his soft whisper from above me echoing in the empty hall. He cradled me to his chest, his strong arms holding me tightly as if I was going to disappear at any moment.
"Why did you do this to me?"

I looked up to see his blue eyes staring at me, his gaze seemed to penetrate my soul. His eyes which always remained calm were now brewing a storm ready to engulf anyone who dared to cross him. A range of emotions flitted through his eyes as he looked at me making shivers run through my body, seeping to the bone.

Fear, anger desperation, guilt but most prominently Love was shining through his eyes.

I brushed my palm on his cheeks, his four day old stubble tickling my palms. His hair were now reaching his shoulder giving him an intense rugged look. Even in the face of utter devastation, he looked brokenly beautiful.

"I am not good for you Manik. You will destroy yourself by being with me."

"I will happily destroy myself again and again if it means that we will stay together."

I put my head to his chest, his steady heartbeats were lulling me to sleep. He pulled me even closer than possible not even air could pass between us.

"The world will never approve of our love."

He tucked my hair behind ears combing it with his hands.
"I will destroy it if they even thought of separating us. It can go to hell for all I care."

I chuckled knowing fully that he was not kidding. My heart ached that I will never be worthy of his love, no one will ever be. I knew I didn't have much time. I could feel my end was near and was only grateful that I will die in my lover's arm feeling loved and content.

"Be with me?"

I smiled as I heard his deep, husky voice and slowly succumbed to darkness.
"Hamesha"

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Darkness was slowly conquering the kingdom of Alynthi. A prophecy went unheard. The future of the world was entwined with the fate of two lovers - one being the King of Darkness and the Hope of Light.

The world shunned their love, society demeaned them but they stayed strong, their faith never wavered and conquered against all odds.

Hope rekindled, passion ignited, promises were broken but most importantly Love won.

A story of Faith and darkness, hope and triumph, of Love and destiny.

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Any comments on the prologue. I would love to hear your views on it.

This is short  it next one will be long I promise.

I have so many ideas regarding this and just hope that I will do justice to it.

No worries, no one is dying at least not so soon.

Till then bubye

Your crazy writer,
Sharanya