The sky was as black as night,
Only the faint Silvery glow came from the moon once it had finally risen,
All the tree's were dead..............
Accept one....
The Cherry Blossom,
It's pink petals slowly floated down to the ground as the sweet voice of a woman singing breached the darkness,
As if it were keeping the monsters at bay,
A small child sat alone in the old fields as he heard the sweet voice of this young maiden,
She stood next to him and sung her sweet lullaby,
He looked up at her....her kimono was stained in a beautiful res pattern,
He looked closer....it wasn't a design.....it was......blood!
Blood had stained her kimono.........
She looked at him with eyes that were completely red accept for a tint of silver to them.....
He screamed a wretched scream that gave the town villagers a fright,
They locked thier doors for the rest of this night,
......................................................
And the boy?
People had started wonder where he went and why he didn't come back.......but they all knew one thing.......................................
They would never see him again...........
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The Cherry Blossom.
HorrorA young boy...alone in a field looks up towards the sky as he watches the little lightning bugs dance in the breeze whilst the petals fall so gracefully to the ground of the orchard, A young lady can be heard on the wind singing so sweetly and softl...
