#devils and realist

Her penultimate sighs.
Called softy on the kindling wind.
Her saintly eyes filling with tears, lifting with truth.
And then a golden flash like the onset of Heaven.
Leaving her screams breaking my heart.
And in the grip of fire.
I knew the death of love.

© Makai Ouji: Devils and Realist -  Madoka Takadonoand Utako Yukihiro

© Jeanne D’Arc