Shadows dance through the woods as the starlight played through the leaves. A thin sheen of frost hung on the leaves in the crisp night air. It was time, and she
knew it.
A figure of mottled silver and shadows stands behind a tree where the light fades away.
(Look through a faithless eye, are you afraid to die?)
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Her mind screams to those around her, prying into them.
(It scares the hell out of me)
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"Punctual."
A windchime laugh.
"I am glad."
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Deathwish without a prayer
"Child, I cannot do that."
End of hope
One hand reached out and clamped onto Chloe's jaw. The voice vicious.
End of love
"You came to a conclusion that I simply cannot allow to be disseminated."
End of time, the rest is silence
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