#073 Deimos' Defeat

My aphrodite on the dancefloor,

You can’t contain darkness, the absence of you. And yet, I see it in me. I can see it in you.

You would burn down the world for me and snuff yourself out with it. You are a candle burning up, a tale as old as time.

Perhaps I should not indulge in your violent tendencies. But, I am lonely Cyrus. And I am scared. I need you to fill the hollow cavern of my heart with your flames like I once did yours.

So, if you must…

Let's burn the world together.

Your Ares.