That moment that came so long ago,
it would always come back, he wasn't allowed
to forget, even if he wanted to he couldn't.
The witch had come promising eternity.
She had said it came with a simple price,
"Take the life of the one you love most,
and I will make yours last forever and ever."
There was nothing he feared more than death,
the eternal black lasting for all of time.
But now he realized a far worse fate
was possible, as every day he looked at his
hands, and saw an eternal red.
Then he would weep.