He lost his only reason to crawl, his own protection to protect...Had flown away. The perfect butterfly wings did as they do , taking flight and leaving behind the lonely Morbryd panther. On the night of a full harvest moon, A vibrant Gold and Orange reflecting in his eyes. AS he cries he screams her name violently in his head , only hoping it will reach her in a plane of mind and soul.

"Erroque,Erroque.... where did you fly too. My perfection in colors my reason to protect and live on wherefore did thoust goest?" He'd cry out to the stars, watching his butterfly leave his sight.

Before she left there was one encounter...

"Your not going to lose me, I'll be here", she said holding his chin up and wiping the tears away brushing her soft hand against his pale face.

"I'm not worried about losing you as much as you leaving me behind." He replied with a sorrow sigh. Turning away knowing she wasn't going to stay for him to fallow and protect.

And they walked separate ways, She smoking a cigarette and he drinking and drowning his new addiction. They lost each other...Never to return to the love they shared for so long and so deep. His butterfly wonder beauty left him behind ...And his fear as well took flight to a horrid existence in a dark place with no moon. She left behind everything that loved her truly with nothing but one request to be requainted. She didn't even say goodbye... And deserted him in the wind alone with no one to care for, nothing to live for. And tonight he sits staring at her pictures his perfect, flawless Porce Lynn Doll, and she'll never say G'night. She'll never wonder why...





Painfully dedicated to Akira Craft, From the very dedicated Morbryd, Shyann Craft