I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone.
- Evanescence, My Immortal
- Evanescence, My Immortal
Blood everywhere.
Splattered and streaked, sloshed and streamed, in rivulets, in rivers everywhere.
Across her face, her body, her hands. Dripping from the black blade. Trickling from the hole the large gaping hole in his chest. Puddling on the icy floor.
Her bloodied guilty hands still clutched the sword tightly, its blackened blade gleaming lightly in the moonlight, its deadly edge pointing towards his fallen body.
“…eND mY LifE aND yOu ENd hIS…” the ghastly voice echoed within her head.
She stabbed the murderous creature who took him away with the blade he always carried with him, as she watched the creature’s smug look fade away into pain and shock before reverting back to his face. His body slid easily off the sword, crumbling into ground.
She could barely hear him whispered, “…I…love…y–,” before he was silenced forever because of her.
The sword clattered down, as tears eased their way down her bloodshot eyes, her crimson sinned hands dropping to her sides, her knees on the ground. Silence perpetuated the small room, and she realized how right the creature was.
KILL noun:
to cause the death (of a person or et cetera); to cause the loss of vitality (of a plant or et cetera)
to cause the death (of a person or et cetera); to cause the loss of vitality (of a plant or et cetera)
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