Loud screaming! Unknown voices! That can't stop!They won't stop! I'm dreaming upon a dream. So violent, it seems unreal. Although, it is. I have given a name for this dream. A dream so real, it just could be. The name Sephtis. Perfect in the seems of this dream. So now I tell the tell of Sephtis. He's but a creature of sadness and death, one that wishes to be hidden. He sees us all, but hasn't been seen. One fallen angel sees her way, into his heart where she shall stay. He loves her back in his own ways,but what she doesn't know, was her biggest mistake. Hes a killer at heart. Killing all and saving none. He seems harmless, but isn't so. He tells the angel his love and gratitude. Then goes on his way. The next day he hides his blade,getting ready to strike. Stabs the girl, taking her heart. She crys in pain, but not because of his doing. She crys from her mistake in her knowing this price would have been payed. Knowing he would do such to kill her.
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Sephtis
Short StoryThe Angel of sadness and death...he seeks to kill you after he makes you fall for him...