K A L O P S I A

SIX

It was the first corpse she had seen
it was his uncountable

The body was on a slab of white marble
in a secluded wooden shed
out in the woods
on the vast property he owned behind his mansion

She had been to his house many times
it was as porcelain and perfect
as he was
they had then fucked on every surface
till it was as tainted and desperate
as she was

However today was the first time
he had shown her
his true nature
the truth behind his manipulative smile
and charming voice

The dead body was of a naked, young girl
maybe a year or two younger
than themselves
she was blond and skinny
glassy eyes widened in shock
her body twisted with the struggle of her murder

Trauma had been delivered to her head
the blood clotted against her small forehead
various large gashes delivered to her abdomen
had been her last living memory

That was when he had an idea
to kill the living nightingale in front of him
how splendid it would be
to watch her face turn to agony
after he betrayed her
and let her join the little dead bird she was staring at

He lifted the wood axe over his head