Inside your mind, drowning inside yourself. Seeing that damned mirror that reflects not what you see, but the things you refuse to see. You see yourself, under the skin, whether you are an angel, a demon, or anything in between. Even you, my many friends, cannot deny the truth behind this mirror. You, princess, see a demon who's wings are barely attached, your glowing blue eyes a wonder behind that mask of yours. That mask you so carefully keep track of, not wanting anyone to take it away. So you wear the clothing and the jewelery of your past lovers, never wanting them to leave you but hating the pain behind the memories. And you, oh lovely Angel of Innocence, not even you can look away from the hideous sight of your decaying flesh, those satanic nails that you retract when your king is near. That king, the one you all fell for and died trying to love. But you, Angel of Innocence, you have that seductive nature. You alone have that power to change from your 'beautiful' angel wings and halo, to the seductive witch you are.
Dark Frost, you my love, are not like the other harlots and demons that surround me. You are kind, gentle, willing to give when no one else will. You love me as i love you. Others can try to 'take' me but they never get anywhere. I will marry you, i will be your bride, Blossom and Dark Frost. We will be wed, we will leave this god forsaken place, and try to forget. Some things will never be forgotten though and i'm sorry for that. I cannot forget those first friends who took me in, who kept me safe and cared for me. Even if they are monsters now, i will always try to save them. So farewell my dears, i will write to you again.
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