"I can't see anything, are you there"? A hand tugging on his shirt sends an unsure scare down his spine. "Where are you, Why are your hands so rough, so cold and long"? Breathing, he feels breathing on the back of his neck, a transparent tear caresses his cheek with a fall of terror.
" Please, I... It wasn't me, I did what you asked, I swear". He knew his time was coming to an end, He failed to follow the commands he was given. - Power, that's the only thing they cared about, taking the souls of the innocent. he turns around slowly, using his eyes to beg for forgiveness. 154Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMqaxl9sPr4
A smile arose from the face of his murderer " This is something you mustn't shy away from, do you know what happens to sheep that don't follow orders? They die, and they die with guilt. Because maybe, just maybe if they would have listened they would still get to have another meal".
"Please, don't do this. I can get you the power and even more. I just need more time". As this death-craving beast raps his dark, ice-cold, branch-like hand around a young boy's neck who thinks the world is full of wonders and magic, soon comes to a realization that people are just like monsters and they will never feel a thing
before his life came to a sudden hult, the wicked himself says " I see the time I have provided was given to the wrong holder, my time must not be wasted. This will only hurt if you resist my touch".
Silent, blood seems to be so silent when someone dies, it doesn't even make a sound when it hits the ground. That's what they thought, he never figured out who they were. But deep down he felt it was the people that have never cared about him - Love Jane and Kevin
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