I sewed words into your skin, engraving my name where time cannot erase. I touched your lips without hearing your moans, for there was no sound capable of stopping me. I delighted in your flesh, and there, where your warmth consumed me, I sacrificed what was left of me. Desire. Love. Sin. The moment between us shattered time, made the dark a home, the abyss a temple, but in the end, we were just a match struck in the wind...