Crimson Angel

Crimson Angel

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"Shhh.." He said as he cupped my face with his bloody hands. "Why?" I managed to croak out and he smiled softly, a slight trace of humanity shining in those cold brown eyes. "My daughter. The world is far too cruel. Secrets too harmful to be let out." He spoke in tongues, what does that mean? With that said he took out a single light pink rose. My heart raced as he grabbed my hand and placed the stem in it, before curling my fist around it. So tightly that the thorns pricked my skin. I let out a whimper and he let go. "Don't go looking for answers to questions that should never be asked. I love you so much my little girl." He said before sticking the gun in his mouth and pulling the trigger.
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Moonlight glinted off of the sharp tip of the knife. It was clothed in the blackness of her dried blood. The cloaked figure curled his lips as he wiped the knife off using his jacket. Tonight he would be praised. Tonight he would be honored for his kill. She was on the top of the society's list. He didn't know why and frankly he didn't care as long as he got his pay. He sheathed his knife and took the girls' bloodied wrists in his hands. He dragged her into the open casket and locked it shut. As the midnight clouds began to cry tears, he shoveled dirt into the small hole where the casket lay. He threw the shovel and his blood covered gloves in the muddy duffel bag. Walking over the bridge he found various large rocks and shoved them in the bag, making it almost too heavy for him to carry. His dark, dangerous eyes gleamed as he threw the bag into the river and watched it sink into darkness.

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