Friday, 25 October 2013
Flash Fiction Friday: Eternal Love
Standing back I stared at the portrait hanging on the wall and allowed myself a slight smile, it was perfect. The artist had captured the beauty of our eternal love beautifully and the way he had added the flames rising around us, in my favourite blood red, finished the picture exquisitely.
All I had to do now though was get her away from the pathetic mortal she thought she loved, the human that spent night every night he was ever away from home working, at least that's what he told her, in the arms of another woman and make her mine, for eternity.