june contest

Taste of blood

There was an unusual way she looked. Unlike the other virgins who only puffed fear and agitation; seeking answers and pleading freedom.
But how could it be? We are going to chop off their heads to bury our king.
I moved closer, roughed her hair and told her to smile a little.
She grinned “there is a light. One that no one has seen before. It moves in the darkness illuminating the world”
“No angel is coming to save you girl”
“I know… sadly”
She smiled as she mumbled some incantations
I started choking uncontrollably. My mouth tastes of blood.


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