Moonlit Madness

[Auroth]

The starry sky, vast in its scope and endless in its boundaries. Stars flicker here and there, fading into or from Existence. The stars are nice, they are a Illusion, they make it seem as though things last forever, that lives are longer than just mere moments.

Auroth sat there, on the school roof, staring out into the starry night sky. He was leaning up against a wall, his azure eyes anointed toward the Heavens. The moonlight softly shinned down upon his form, illuminating him and his surroundings. From here, everything looked beautiful, everything looked so serene. He did not know what compelled him to travel to the school at night, climb to the roof and sit staring at the stares.... but it felt so right doing it. For a while now, Auroth had been uneasy.... His world was crumbling, or rather that the crumbling was speeding up. He felt it as well... the darkness in his body grow. At school he feels his wrathful aspect take command, reacting to the atmospheric tension of Hircine. But here, along and at night, he could be himself. He no longer felt his inner demons acting up, nor the fear that he could break out into Frenzy.

It was a marvelous feeling.... One that the blonde knew was transient and truly fleeting.

He felt it then, he felt it.... the cold rush of fear mixed anger in hsi system. Sweat now dripped from his brow, as he got up... trying to negate his inner omens. He breathed in and out deeply, trying to maintain control.... yet, yet.. he knew it was too late. A strain then appeared in his chest, and his palm clutched his sternum. Pain was rushing in now, as he felt the world around him distort... His senses began to go on the fritz... A thousand claps appeared in his left ear, while dead silence in his right. At first he smelled blood, yet his mouth reacted as though it tasted sugar. Everything was distorting, changing... as he felt the pain in his chest continue. The pain... it felt... transcendent. It was a pain that was not there so to speak. He knew the pain was not real, and yet it felt oh so real. Gasping for air, he slumped against the wall once more.... trying to regain his footing...

And then suddenly, everything went white....

Orbs appeared then.... Orbs bearing the light of God. They spoke to him too, telling him that he must dance.

"Dance?" He asked. The orbs all said yes...

Then appearing in the white, a mirror image of Auroth appeared, bearing a dark smile. Extending his hand out, Dark Auroth asked for Auroth to dance with him. Accepting warily, Auroth took Dark Auroth's hand. Music began to flood now, as strings and piano filled the Endless Blankness of this world. The Angels had told him to dance with his inner evil... and what could he do? Following the beat of the music, he danced with his darkness in an endless waltz..... Moving back and forth between the lines of sanity and madness....

In the real world, Auroth was dancing by himself. He was dancing as though he was caught in a waltz, his feet moving in a three step beat all across the roof. The moonlight struck him ever so perfectly, illuminating his erratic movements. His hands twitched and shook, as if he was going through withdrawal. His eyes snapped back and froth between open and closed, as his head shook furiously and wildly. He was lost now... lost to the beat of the dance... lost to the beat of the strings and piano...

Trapped in an Eternal Waltz till the end of Time.

[greatest]

Silence.

There was silence.

Every step this young boy took, he made no noise. Seige breathed in the fresh summer air, closing his eyes for a brief second, and exhaled gently. Walking under this moonlit sky, he wandered around Hircine property. Unlike the other time he encountered several people in the fountain, this time he walked around with no intention of socializing. It was the time of the day for his reflection. He needed time to himself everyday to think about everything, he needs to establish his resolve over everything going on in his life. This, can be said is his meditation. This is the only way he believes one can be happy- have friends, spend time with other people, but also appreciate your own personal boundaries. This is what he sought to find in Hircine's darkness. It only makes sense.

Architecture. The school's structure helped him get to the roof. It was like he was Jackie Chan, though exercise or maneuvering to that extent was really not needed. It was simple actually. Everything was barely in his reach. Though, this woulda been the last place he wanted to visit. While walking around the school grounds, he visited the fountain. It was shut off. The only majesty present there was the reflecting moon off the pool. After staying there for a moment, he thought of the next place in which he had a fond memory of meeting someone. The rooftop. That was his only motivation to do such a trivial and unnecessary thing. While climbing, he felt grateful for not really wearing thick clothes- he was really not in the mood to sweat. Wearing his typical black wife-beater, with khaki-cargo shorts and (custom) black mismatched with beige Jordans, he steadily made his way up the building. Of course pacing himself, he by no means had any intention of dying or becoming paralyzed. Though.. as he progressed, he thought he heard someone else's breathing. It was just a presence you feel when someone enters the room- that weird sensation of the air shifting. It was like that. Curious... he slowed down, and minimized his own inhalation and exhalation force. By the time his hand reached a ledge, he put his left leg on the big clock, and slowly pushed himself forward, reaching his other arm on the ledge. From there, he scooted himself slowly to the left, in order for his right foot to also catch grip from the enormous clock. Getting on his toes, he slowly lowered his legs, then jumped, moving his right leg on the ledge, and slowly slid himself through, with his arms doing a lot of the work. What his eyes saw...

"What the... fuck?" He muttered almost inaudibly. A smile crept on his face, and he thought that the other male was just dancing by himself, practicing. Maybe he was really shy and self-conscious about his dancing, wanting nobody to see him. So. Seige merely stayed by the ledge, slowly standing up. Taking a quick glance at the beautiful sky, he remembered why he was so reverent. It was gorgeous. Unfortunately, he was a little sad. This would have been a perfect night for that other boy, if only he had a partner to dance with. Focusing back on the kid, he waited a few seconds to make his presence known. As the boy wasn't noticing, Seige took it upon himself to alert him. He made a fist with his right hand, and with the bottom of his hand he banged the rail, hopefully making a sound that would alarm the stranger. At the same time, with his left hand, he flicked the rail behind him with his middle finger, trying to make a ringing noise.

~I wonder...~

[Auroth]

His feet was in beat to the ever-changing beat of the strings, his hands trebled and shook violently, his eyes flickered as if in a daze. This was by no means a soft dance, it was a march of madness! A Waltz that would have no end. And Auroth, of course, was lost in it.... He glided across the ground, barely making a sound, as the strings and piano played in the back. To him, everything was consumed in pure white. He noticed nothing else beyond the beat of the dance, the symphony of the strings and the movements of his shadow self. This waltz..... it was like a drug to him. He felt truly at peace, truly truly at peace. Everywhere he went, the fear of his inner demons plagued his mind.... Yet now, he felt refreshed. Staring forward, he only looked into the darkness of his shadow self.... moving across the blankness as the Angels continued to played their heavenly symphonies.....

The song now was Ode to Joy by Beethoven, and indeed what a marvelous symphony that was! Auroth's feet danced to the strings playing, shuffling through the roof as his feet echoed now, no longer just being quiet as they were. His dark self smiled, as he kept up with Auroth's renewed vigor. That was when the heavenly chorus sang, filling Auroth's mind and heart with a unsurpassed sense of awe.... He was moonstruck really, amazed by the entire dance.

Then suddenly, he heard the tapping of a rail...

Quickly he stopped, his dark partner waiting impatiently as Auroth looked for the source of the distraction. The Angels, however, continued to play their music.... the strokes of the violin and piano playing softly in the background. The blonde wondered who would dare interrupt the serene march of madness that Auroth had been dancing to. Following the source of the tapping, the pure white world slowly faded as he, with a bit more clarity now, looked to see the figure of an older male. Auroth was curious as to when he had appeared, and so slowly did he get out of his dancing form to take a more.... normal pose. Inching slowly toward the older male, Auroth felt something within him growl... as if anticipating a fight....

"Now, now, now" He whispered to himself. "I came here to dance, not fight..."

"Yet fighting can easily be dancing can't it?"

Choosing to not respond, Auroth walked toward Seige, his eyes still flickering between open and closed. His walk, however, still moved to the beat of the dance... as his body went up and down in line with the beat his feet made. Despite everything, the dance was still with in... as the heavenly chorus sand out once more, compelling him to continue his dance....

"Who are..... you?" Auroth stuttered, the Ecstasy of the waltz still fresh on his mind.....