Overture Downs Alone under a thousand souls

The demon in his mind, the one whom betrayed him, whispers in her silky voice, taunting the man for his outburst, for his weakness. He growls as his anger begins to swell, building to an almost unbearable point. His expression morphs from sorrow to anger and back as quick as lighting. He tries desperately to control his rage, before it bursts out like a summer rain.

Then the women touches his shoulder, and the dam breaks. Sorin whips his head around, his expression filled with rage. His fangs are bared in a vicious snarl, preparing to rip into the girl who tries to comfort him. His mind is filled with the one thought he has held for many months: allow no one to get close.

And then he sees her eyes. He sees eyes that contain the pain of losing loved ones. He sees eyes full of sympathy and kindness. And he sees a heart that is more pure than he could ever hope to possess. The rage dies as quickly as it appeared, his snarl retreating as fast as fleeing prey. His face morphs into deep remorse, and he takes a step back to gather his tumultuous emotions. And yet, he still cannot allow her to get close. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." he chokes out, barely able to speak. And yet, he owes her some sort of explanation. "It isn't you, it has nothing to do you personally. It's all-"

But he can't bring himself to tell her, it is too painful and too close right now. And so he mutters an apology one last time. Then, he runs, trying to put as much distance between them as he can. He cannot stay any longer, for if he did, then everything would come spilling out and he would be powerless to stop it. And while he revealed some things, he simply cannot reveal everything. So he runs, with his wraith following him, whispering one word, over and over.

​weak.

If you want to do one more to wrap up thats cool. Sorry if my exit was abrupt, just the way he is right now, Thank for the thread.