Every night, she haunts my dreams,
I see her there before me,
Her slender hands and long, lithe arms,
Are reaching out towards me.
When I close my eyes, I see her face,
Her eyes are like embers,
Reflecting her fiery soul,
When I wake up I only remember,
That she is very beautiful.
Feathery wings cloaked in shadow,
Hair like molten copper-gold,
Lips as red as bloods sweet wine,
One glance and my soul was sold.
When she finally comes for me,
And I know that eventually, she will,
I am willing to go to her,
Though she comes only to kill.
I will walk into her arms,
And step out of my dreams,
I go forward into eternal night,
When darkness muffles my screams.
She’s so beautiful.
Dark Hair, green eyes, freckles…. Human – but perhaps with a tinge of elvish? Or perhaps a later-generation tiefling. Well, perhaps not She’s been looking at you since …..ever. You notice that you’re both clothed in jet-black, loose fitting cotton. Despite that, her curvaceous figure is not difficult to discern.
Her brightness that is her is much of a contrast from the menacing, circular chamber that you’re in. 8 circular metal cages form a circle around the enclosed room. Apparently, there’s no door. Dark gray walls made of cobbled stone, and dark gray metal is the dominant theme. It is a laboratory. Racks of glass and bright colored, bubbling liquids lined the walls.
But none of that matters, because she’s beautiful.
She’s still looking right into your eyes…seeming distressed, her mouth opens, but you can’t hear what she says; though you are close enough, you can’t reach out and touch her. Some kind of force field prevents you from putting your hand outside the apparently redundant bars of the circular prison. And at once, you know you love her. And you know her! And she loves you! But how…
There are no details. There are no answers. Just love.
And there is no her, you realize, as the world turns black, and you really awaken-
There is a very large, red pit fiend where she should be. The devil keeps looking back and forth, then right at you and smiles, baring all fangs.
And then you REALLY awaken.
And you’re in the same place, but all alone.
"W- what? Where?" He looks around frantically for the woman... Or the Pit Fiend... Or... anything. He reaches out for the bars as he does so, either forgetting the forcefield... or perhaps testing to see if it is still there.