Spheres of Desire: Empty Desolation

Sprite, unaware of Death's anguish, pursued her uncharted escape. Each lightly lifted wingbeat sending a pulse of pain in Death's direction. His heart pierced, limp and bruised, the last ember of humanity forever extinguished. The love embrace that never was, left Death's soul burning with the coldness of hoarfrost. Death's gored heart, cankered with broken desire, is left forever to beat in tandem with Sprite's fading wingbeat. Evermore will Death's heartbeat be enslaved to that uncaring cadence.

Death's life force could no longer keep the portal open; the vortex between worlds closed as a final curtain call on Death's passion play. Only the sounding tones of a lone raven's fearful screams were left to testify of Death's desire.