All was silent. Like the silence before something loud was about to happen. The clouds turned into a misty dark shade and began to form right above the old cottage that was hidden in an over grown forest. The new moon hid itself from the horror about to take place.
Lightning traveled across the sky, thunder followed closely behind.
The girl stood up from the rocking chair, moving soundlessly like the ghost she is.
Light flashed through the house, thunder booming louder.
The girl left the kitchen where she recently sat, the fireplace cold, never before lit.
Lightning danced, Thunder sang.
The girl moved without thinking, towards her room. She knew what she was about to do, but she didn't let that stop her. It was what needed to be done.
Lightning hit its target, thunder celebrated.
The girl walked towards the middle of her room, and lifted the lose plank. Underneath was a wooden box, calling out to her. The girl had no idea how the box got there, but she didn't care. It was calling out to her. Gently she lifted up the box, and made her way towards the attic.
Lightning struck the roof, and thunder rejoiced.
The girl reached the attic, and opened the box. Inside was a dagger with a silver blade. There was straw inside of it to keep the blade safe. The daggers handle was embedded with an amethyst. The girl lifted the dagger and sliced it across her wrists. She saw Death standing beside her protectively, waiting, watching, not wanting her to escape him again.
She looked at him, and smiled, pleased with her sacrifice for him. The girls body turned to dust, and Death just watched, before stealing her soul away.
The Earth Trembled, and the sky began to cry.
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General FictionA bunch of random stories I've writing, and most likely won't continue. Warning: No editing Written when I was a young foal still grazing at the small trimmings of grass (I was twelve or something) Probs not any good. I might edit them when I've got...
