Quick hits. Sharp jabs. Cruel thrusts.
The moon shown off silver wings as shadows rose and fell in a life of their own. It would have been a dance, if not for the trail of blood glowing in the light.
Quick flashes. Sharp breaths. Cruel words.
Red eyes shown as taunting words cut like a knife, the clash of metal the only attempt to silence them. Muscles weakened with hit after hit, throw after throw, lunge after lunge.
Quick wounds. Sharp daggers. Cruel eyes.
One shadow lifted, the edge gained. White eyes, fear gone, bled tears. The ground rushed as wings spread, before...
Quick death. Sharp grief. Cruel laughs.
... A shattered body, a broken heart, a lost world.
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General FictionA one shot collection of original ideas. Some of these may be similar to my fan fiction collection. That just means I like them for both! I will be writing out a full chapter/scene whenever possible so hopefully you enjoy them! Thank you for reading!
