"What's a Queen without her King?" I looked down at his kneeling form when he smiled, blood in his teeth. Looking me in the eye he said his final words, "I may be a monster, but what are you going to do to the other monster in the room?" At this I lifted my head and looked around the room, my gaze finally falling on...
I find myself dreaming about foggy voices and lights and outlines of people. The only thing clearly pictured is a girl, laughing maniacally as she swings her sword above her head, then back down, creating a sickening squelching scraping sound upon impact of an unseen target. Blood partially coats her body, her face cr...