She's found in the gardens outside of his castle of sorrow & history of death.
With the Grimmore locked in her arms. she had hoped to end the centuries old curse placed upon herself.
She swore to Hecate in fragments of blood. For a chance for something sought by every mortal, Immortality.
From wishes to eternity, she watches the ones she cares for wither and are placed 6ft under the soft brown earth.
For her consequence her heart breaks piece by piece as the night fall, falls upon her. Eternity of heart break and hearts where meant to shatter.
Part II. Thirteenth Winter
A blanket of snow covered the land, the ****** cried her tears to shed her pains of the thirteenth winter.
The church is gone, no revelations could help her feel safe again. The sun is only a distant memory, that the books told her of the past.
It's only darkness now and the stars don't shine, the wolves are howling and she is praying for an escape from this frozen nightmare.
The Grimmore, on the ground she's reading the spells out loud hoping to end the thirteenth winter's reign. There is no more faith as the spell fails, she's calling for The Fire.
The Fire abandons her and all hope is lost. Abandon her hope because it surely has abandoned her and she suffers this as the winter reigns supreme.
III. Redemption
Cry out to Heavens so that The Fire can hear her. Nothing will ever be the same as she slowly slips away into the Hell that she made from the bargain with Hecate.
Erase this, erase everything go in time before immortality seemed so sublime. Erase the blood she shed before the reign of winter destroyed everything that she loved.
The world is being engulfed because of selfishness of not wanting to face what she fears, Death. The Grimmore cannot save her now. She doesnβt remember the feeling of the sun beating down on her face.
This is the end of her nightmare, so start dreaming of a better. She will bleed for another away out of this nightmare.
Everything comes at a price, she takes the blade and pierces heart. Her nightmare is over and redemption has been given.
She closes her eyes to rest and slips away into Summerland as the snow covers her body. Death finally embraced her with opening arms.
Eternity came and went, the curse has been ended.
This was one of the few poems I turned into a story. It's loosely inspired by Poe and Anne Rice.