Previous imagery includes a full moon on the rise, bloody skin, defying death, breathless, dancing beneath the moon, and kissing beneath the moon.
Per Seanan, this should end on a note of hope.
Behind us, woods, empty and dark.
Silent, but for the crunch of broken leaves.
"Wait," I said, chilled and leery.
You kissed me, you smiled -- "I'll be right back."
Well, it's sort of ending on a note of hope. Unless you are familiar with horror movies. Which of course you are, and of course you know what calling her the final girl means -- so still a note of hope.
Lover’s Chain
The moon rises, bright and full, and with it comes peace.
Bloody, bruised, you escape death;
Come, darling, rest, catch your breath.
You wore a dress I love, bell skirt swinging;
we danced beneath the bright moonlight.
Kiss me, you said, and I obeyed — left us breathless, joyful, clinging.
Behind us, woods, empty and dark.
Silent, but for the crunch of broken leaves.
"Wait," I said, chilled and leery.
You kissed me, you smiled -- I'll be right back.
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