Ignited By Deception

The yellow neon sign casted a glow upon his chiselled cheekbones as the bustling sounds of a city that never slept droned on. He carried his troubles with him, like a worn out cloak, weighing him down in his every step. His mind was entwined in a thorny thicket. He has been haunted and bewildered since his introduction to her in a smoky speakeasy. She was a siren shadow amongst strangers of the night, whispering his name in the breeze, intoxicating his psyche with a tempestuous flame. She entangled him in a perilous dance, playing a game of chance. Their encounters were like unbridled wildfires. She captivated him, consuming his soul with her potent allure. He felt engulfed, delicate as a feather in a storm, swept away by her force. However he was a moth enticed by a relentless flame, she incinerated his dreams and made him feel hopeless. In the end, he succumbed to the hounds of disassociated reality. His story concluded in tragedy, leaving his loved ones cries to echo through the empty streets of a heartless city.