Porphyria's Eulogy

A Story by JKennings

Today we are gathered in loving memory of our dear Porphyria. Another tragic loss of one oh so young taken oh so soon. Let us not dwell on her maddened lover, but rejoice in her memory. Yes, let us look back lovingly on the way her yellow hair encompassed the ballroom as she twirled to the music. Who here cannot recall the warmth of her blue eyes the night she ran off? Alas, it was her indulgence in lust that led her from us. Let us, those that are pious remember; for all night they did not stir and yet God did not say a word.