The music swells around you, the notes taking control. The soft light thrown from the glittering chandeliers is enough for you to see the dark green of his eyes. Staring at you as though you were the only thing in the room. An exotic bird, with your red satin dress. But he doesn't know that right below where he has his hand, warm at the base of your back, there is a piece of solid steel. Cold, and clean, it will soon be warmed with blood as red as your dress. You look into his eyes again, and blink back tears. Every fiber of your body yearns to forget your duty, to forget that the one person you have ever loved, is the person that will be dead in a matter of minutes at your hands. As the music gets louder, your thoughts crash, a whirlpool in your mind, until you can no longer think, and you stand up on your tiptoes and press your lips to his. And as he leans into you, pressing back into your embrace with a fiery passion you are awaken from your internal fantasy. And with the precision and poise of an experienced assassin, you draw your dagger, and plunge it beneath his rib cage, driving it up into his heart. You feel him let out a gasp against you face, as his body slumps onto you, and with tears blurring your eyes, you lower his body onto the blood stained marble floor, looking one more time into his emerald eyes.
"I love you" You whisper.
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Cerita PendekI have found a sort of passion for writing short stories based on musical pieces. I find that by connecting these two forms of art, I can really reach deeper into my writing, and pull out emotions, and points of view, that I normally wouldn't. I hop...
