Popular belief has it that the universe is comprised of atoms. In reality, the universe is actually made up of…
Her point of origin was unknown and perhaps unknowable. Some said she was the herald of an extraterrestrial invasion force come to test Earth’s defenses, while others postulated that she stepped directly from the Abyss to test the mettle of humankind.
As no earthly tongue could pronounce her name, she chose the pseudonym Rosalinda.
As a xenologist, considered by many to be the top in my field, I was drafted by the military to assess both Rosalinda’s intent and her threat level. All throughout my briefing, I was repeatedly warned, as per Nietzsche’s instructions, not to look directly at her, and I tried my level best to heed that warning but…
Rosalinda’s eyes were pitch black perfect and somewhere in their aphotic depths, I spotted the bioluminescence of her pain and gentleness as they came together to form the very art of her beautifully tortured soul.
She was here to destroy us all, and I, helplessly in love, was prepared to be the first in line to be obliterated.
©2019 Rhyan Scorpio-Rhys
MADD FICTIONAL 
Dangerous love.
Rhyan, this isn’t going to end well. And you know it. When someone says don’t look, everybody has to. It’s the code of opposing better judgment. Why even bother with a warning when no one’s going to heed it. And this little missy whose name is to tough to say knows a lovesick dummy when she sees one. Those black eyes aren’t just for drowning in. I hope she doesn’t fry him and eat him.
Love can be beautiful. 🙂
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Frying is so last decade. Rosalinda intends to scoop out his soul with a melon baller and serve it in a bowl to accompany her brain stem crudités. She does have a level of sophistication, after all.
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Lol. My apologies for being so lost in the past. I can picture the scoops of his soul.
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