STARRYEYED

iii. REVENGE

she was angry. in fact, her whole body simmered in wrath.

for after a broken heart breaks the remains continue to scatter, until the only piece that remains is the withering enraged soul of revenge.

and that is exactly what she felt. what she became.

so from blue tears, emerged a girl who could only see red.

she found her parents killers. tracked down every measly, worthless shadow that participated, touched, her dead family.

and oh they wished for death.

no. she would give them more. make them suffer until they will cry out for the angel of death.

she tore their limbs apart. watched the blood spew out of their disordered bodies. scared unrecognizable with her hate and loss spilling out in each stab of her bloody sword.

she smiled.

and laughed. a long hard laugh. a new joy to her. a pleasure she never experienced.

but she loved it. more than she loved being loved.

because she will never be the same, happy naive daughter.

for happiness is overrated.

and she will roam the edges of the universe until she was drowned in her crimson revenge.