Eros, the eternal painter, dwells on his current circumstances.

A grieving man turns to recreational substances to cope with the loss of his love. On the day their wedding is supposed to take place, the man spirals into desperation to see his fiancé one last time. Submission for YOASOBI x Honeyfeed Writing Contest

I'm always with you. Maybe in the back of your mind, or just outside your window. No matter where you go I'll be there waiting. I'm your friend after all.

Thanatos, the god of dead, never stops. After he lost his best friend because of Thanatos, he met his friend again two months later. What it seems like a redemption is actually a long fight against Thanatos.

The woman who ran into the night with the man was just an illusion created by the man. The woman was only seen by the man. By the way, did she really? A story of the woman who left footprints near the man, becoming someone impossible to leave any single trace on the ground. The end of a depres...

It never crossed his mind that he was not fighting Thanatos, but actively being pursued by him, through her. She is his muse. His temptress. And he is irreversibly entranced by her.

Thanatos... did not exist. He was just an old Greek legend. Those who believe in the existence of dumb myths like these need to open their eyes. That's all.

"Follow me into the night." "What is keeping you tethered to the light?" —Is this a novel? A poem? Who knows? For now, it's about two lovers, with one convincing the other, to go.....

It's dark, and it's hard to see. Has it always been like that here? I feel like it used to be nicer. No one says anything about it, so it must be normal. Putting my glasses on every morning feels like a waste of time.

Death or Life. Thanatos or Eros. Following a serious case of several couples finding the concept of the afterlife tempting, those words became the highlight of the living. They were becoming entranced by the idea of being attracted and called by the gods. Once their calling was heard, people wo...