Blood, Knives, and Prince Of Hell

(short story- will redo into a longer, bigger, better version later...lol) Von:
User: keara
Blood, Knives, and Prince Of Hell

The women gargled, her throat ripped jaggedly. A line stretched from under her ear across her neck. Blood slowly dripped at first, then sped up. Tears ran down her face, her eyes screaming the horror her mouth couldn't. Her weakened fingers grazed his cloak. Her body slacked as her eyes started to dull, she looked up at the man who slit her throat. His eyes seemed to pierce the dark ally, the harsh silver irises calling for her soul.


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