There was a beautiful enchanted forest; filled with vivid, beautiful, colorful leaf filled tress, and any kind of flower that one would ever imagine within acres of a heavenly embrace. The beautiful forest could comfort the eyes of the weary, and fill the hearts of the doubtful with ever-lasting hope and courage. But everything that is beautiful will always have it’s dark secrets that dwell within, and within this beautiful piece of heaven roamed the monster that the clan Serenity’s Embrace calls “Sorrow”.
Sorrow was a creature that reeked of death, and was cursed to decay and rot anything it touched; thus, robbing it of the beauty of life, and the will to live, yet the desire to continue pushed Sorrow to make amends to it’s flawed existence. The tattered cloths that hid it’s naked body was proof that sorrow was bound to a human mind, but tormented to the appearance of a demon; with it’s eerie red eyes that glow with the fire of passion trapped deep within it’s own self-loathing made it push forward and onward.
Each step with in the beautiful forest decayed and rotted the luscious green grass, and gorgeous flowers around Sorrow. The dead path that Sorrow paved with it’s cursed existence was filled with rocks that it had collected in a cloth pouch tied around it’s neck and hung down to it’s hips. Sorrow would place these rocks in the corrupted path that it created by existing within this realm.
The tears from Sorrow would flow ever more, because it was cursed by an emotional perception that made it feel grief to the corrupted beauty of the enchanted forest. Sorrow was a living contradiction, a paradox, a beautiful reminder of the beauty that is held within a tormented soul’s desire to accept it’s own existence.