Your Last Wish

Your Last Wish

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"Do you have any wine?" a gruff but sultry voice asked. You jolted up from the cupboard as you accidently dropped one of the glasses, shattering into a million pieces. A squeak escaped your mouth as you turned to the voice, grasping the table behind you. "Oh sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." he said. You didn't know what to expect but it wasn't a wolf. He wore a black hood to conceal his face. His shorts contained two sickles on his belt and he towered over you even when sitting. His blood red eyes bore onto your E/C ones. For once in your life you felt something you hadn't felt in a while...fear.
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"Kill..." the low whispering voice trailed off into my head. I don't think the strange whispering voice came from anyone in the room. It was too loud; too abnormel; too deadly. Suddenly a cold shiver ran down my back making me scream and cry out for someone, something, anything. I want to be alone, somwhere dark, somewhere safe. My eyes open to see a woman cradling me in her arms. A man with red eyes, tan skin, and blonde hair starred at me. His eyes sunk into my head making me wince. The woman is natuarlly warm and comfortable, but her face is stained with tears mixed with blood on her, once beautiful, face. She smeared some of the blood onto my puffy cheeks with a warm beaten and calloused hand. "You're gonna be okay," she assured me. More tears fell from her eyes. I looked closer into her grayish, I think, eyes. They had evil tucked beneath fear in them. I don't know what she means, yet her words mean the world to me at this very moment: 4 minutes ago, I was born.

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