• The air was icy as it burned my nose. Spots appeared in my bright blue eyes. Blood dripped from the oak wook table down to the tiled floor. Bells echoed thorugh the shivering air as I could smell a faint of blood. My horse was in the front but my legs would not move to escape. Her face was rough as though she had struggled but his face was smooth as though allowing death to raise thorugh his body. My body shivered as I realized everybody was gone, never to walk these halls again. My eyes burned as though I had stared into the sun for hours at a time. My lips had a sore on the edge of them. They were as red as a rose on a winter garden. The sound of his voice frightened me as I about fell down dead like the other two people were. My hand turned around along with my shivering body. My eyes fell down upon his bare chest to see a bloody cut upon it. My dark brown hair was upon my tight shoulders as all my thoughts fell into place. I looked upon the women's finger nails where the murderer's blood layed. My eyes went wide as I looked into the murderer's eyes. His eyes were so beautiful for I had thought I loved him but it was all a lie, a rumor in my mind. His emotion turned from beauty to worry. My mind went crazy as my eyes saw the walls closing in on me. My body went around and around with dizziness. Shadows appeared around me as a scream echoed in my ears. Demons from hell rained down on me as I watched angels fly down from the skies. It was a war I had walked into. Souls were pulled down into the deepest of the Earth's core. Demons jumped upon the angels, tearing their delicate wings. The demons' were as black as ash. Their eyes were as red as fire inside the Earth's core. Death lingered around every corner of this war filled world. This world disappeared as my own world covered my eyes as though it was blinds in a window. The man before me stared as though as though he had seen a ghost. the blood upon his chest multiplied over the little time as he fainted along side of death. My legs raced out of the dark hallway full of fright and death as I raced out the door to my horse. Her skin was as white as a blizzard in Ohio as I jumped upon her bare back. My bag of golden coins jingled upon my legs. My bright blue eyes were filled with water they now call tears. My lovely horse and I rode off leaving all behind including my tears.