Red Roses and Dark Dreams

Be careful...

I reached towards the boy in front of me. His long blonde hair hid his face from me. He tried holding back his sobs, but they broke through, wracking his small, fragile body.

...my little rose...

I brushed the hair out of his face, revealing bruises and tear-stained cheeks. His face was tinted from crying, a mix of alabaster and red. He casted his eyes downward.

....or you'll lose...

I took him into my arms. He buried his face into my shoulder and wrapped his arms around my body, pulling me tightly to him. I threaded my fingers into his hair and slowly raked through it.

...all of your petals.

Everything started to fade to black. The boy slowly disappeared, and everything became silent. I let my arms fall into my lap while I stared into the dark abyss.

'Delacroix...'