MAGDELANA BLUE BLOOD

Black heart

The full moon shines on this dark,breezy night. Her eyes reflect the darkness in her soul.Tossels of blonde,wavey hair flow in the wind.The ice cold winter tickles her face as leaves crunch under her feet.Sheets of white snow cover the once green leaves as she walks.Dawning winter on the town of Lockheart.

With each ghostly step she takes, her long black dress drags along the now withered grass.Every flower or tree seems to freeze as she touches it.Winter is her favourite time of the year.She loves the dark,the cold.

Most people are scared of the dark but this is something Magdelena takes great pleasure in.Somewhere she feels safe,her mood seems to brighten when winter comes.She takes joy in watching people walking along the streets shivering,rubbing there hands to get her for warmth.Only the whistle of the wind and an owl can be heard in the darkness.

Magdelenas face is not a face you would forget,always a pale colour.dark black eyes and an intriguing face.Theres something that makes you want to get to know her but once you do,there's no going back.

Some way say she has a black heart,I believe otherwise.She is more of a trickster but there is darkness hidden away somewhere,she just has to find in.

After walking what feels like hours in the forest,she lands in Lockheart town.Carol singers crowd around the fire.As she walks through the town,heads turn.She is well known in Lockheart for her harsh,angry ways ,vicious magic and many people avoid her.

The carol singers silence as she walks past,a smug look in her face as she locks eyes with each one of them,sending shivers down there spines.A small twitch of her fingers and the fire shoots up and roars,changing into a fire dragon.Pretty pleased with herself,Magdelena smiles as the people gasp and step away in fear.She rolls her eyes and tucks her fingers in her pocket and the fire dragon simmers down to normal.

It's a shame really,Magdelena used to skip down the streets as a happy little girl but something about her past changed her and she shut herself away.There is goodness,it's whether anyone bothers to find it or not.

She continues to walk out of the town centre and through the streets.She soon spots a young boy walking in front of her,as mist clouds the road.He seems to be looking around,before he notices her and snaps his head back round.

She isn't close to him but close enough to just about it make him out through the thick mist.She can hear his blood pumping faster around his body.Her hands twitch as they look up at the lamp posts,the only thing which illuminates these streets.She rolls her eyes back for a moment as she breaths in his fear.

Letting out a small cackle as she watches the boy walk even faster down the road before turning into a side street.Everything he feels,she can feel.His feel,his heating heart,his thoughts if she wanted to.Her hands twitch and a crash noise sounds,smashing the bulb in the lamp post and the boys heart races still.

He is out of her sight but not out of her mind.As she walks each bulb lamp shatters before she picks up her pace turning left,following the boy down the road.She watches carefully as she can see his warm breath hitting the cold air.

She follows him until every light in the street is out and all that can be heard is a piercing scream.