Knowing that he was under
observation, the tiger was very careful about how to play with his prey so he
does not lose it. Very sweet and caring at all times, the tiger acted as if he was
really interested in conquering the tigress. Behind the scenes, he was probably
planning on how to slaughter her instead. Nothing was worth more to him than
making sure that his plan is achieved to his best abilities.
Even though the tigress was
cautious, after so much care and attention from the tiger, she fell for him. Months
of wait and play followed, and the two enjoyed each other’s attention until it
became more and more difficult to give up on each other. Deep inside, the tiger
knew
the outcome will be impossible because his jungle was different from her
jungle, and in spite of several warnings and sleepless nights, he did not give
up because his viciousness was overpowering his feelings. The animal in him was
roaring for murder.
One fine day, the tiger took
the courage to meet the tigress somewhere in her habitat to make her feel
comfortable and confident that he really cares about her, and that he is not
what she might think he is, a desperate animal or a diabolic creature that will
do whatever it takes to enjoy the cold blooded murder.
To be with one another was
something that they both had never experienced before; it was magical. It was as
if they knew each other since forever. Nothing else was important around them,
except the scent of each other. It was like being deprived of food, comfort,
care and suddenly getting all three at once. They couldn’t have enough.
Unfortunately, not to forget
that the tiger had a goal to achieve and that was the murder of the tigress.
But in order to do that, you must first make your pray fall for you and fully
trust you and this is what he did. The poor tigress fell blindly for his tricks
and believed him with all her heart. She couldn’t even sense the danger at that
point. He was the king of mixed signals while she was the queen of getting her
hopes up.
The sweet, vicious tiger
promised the tigress to see her once again in her own habitat, and without a
blink of an eye or hesitation, she agreed and began to impatiently wait for the
ferocious animal’s return. Counting the days, minutes and seconds, she prepared
as if the king of the jungle was coming for a visit.
The wait was finally over
and the tiger arrived, but not alone. He arrived with an older and a more brutal
animal than he was. This animal, or I would say the demon, was the
reincarnation of the devil himself. The tigress was left with no choice but to welcome
both of them and ensuring they both are comfortable. Constantly, she was
dragged around the jungle in the company of this maleficent animal who was
waiting for an opportunity to slaughter the tigress as well. The demon
accompanied the tiger almost everywhere. Nothing could be done; the tigress was
going to be murdered in her own habitat because it was two against one.
Once, the demon got the long
awaited chance to poison the tigress’ mind and soul against the tiger when he was
not around. All kinds of acid were thrown at her in order to make her vanish,
but the tigress was still hanging on and defending the tiger with all the
weapons she could gather at that stage. By the time the tiger arrived, who by
now looked more like the demon’s pet, nothing could be done anymore and the
tigress’ mind was already floating in poison.
However, all the poison was
okay for the poor tigress to take and she absorbed it despite listening to the
demon’s words that came out like knives. What the tigress could not understand
was the tiger’s attitude of not standing by her side. It was as if he was under
some kind of magic or spell casted by the demon. The tigress wanted to runaway,
roaring in the jungle, to hide from this wicked demon.
Completely injured, the
tigress licked her wounds using the little strength she had, and she decided to
spend more time with the demon in order to please the tiger. The soulless tiger
was not moved by her actions or tears. In fact, he gave her more poison to make
sure his evil plan was achieved, as if it was an enjoyable game for him and the
demon.
The tiger was fed and given space
in the tigress’ habitat and despite all the pampering, he lied to her face. The
tiger said that he must go back to his sad jungle. But the truth was that the
pathetic animal was taken away by the maleficent demon so he could spend more time
in her company instead of the tigress’ love.
Nothing was worse for the
tigress than living with the feeling of being used and laughed at in her own
habitat, when knowing that she would have sold her soul to the devil in order
to protect the tiger from anything that could have hurt him.
It is very sad, that people
like the vicious demon exist who deliberately inflict pain in good hearted creatures
for their own entertainment and satisfaction. Sadly, in today’s world, there
are souls who cannot be happy until they destroy someone else’s happiness just
out of greed and envy. They live to build distances between two people. I hope
someday all those who are blinded by such demons’ spell get back the vision
they have lost, while people like the demon realize that hearts are not
playgrounds and nobody can escape wrongdoings as they will come back on them one
way or the other.
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