"I will one day be with you for all eternity when the moon glows blood red." Again she reached into he robes and took out her husband's jeweled hunting dagger she had at her belt. She looked at it longingly from blade tip to hilt. The blade tip was posistioned to aline with her broken heart. The clouds in the dark sky grew even darker. The moon, glowed red as blood. The last light from the torches flickered out. In the deep darkness, a dreadful gasp and the clang of steel on stone was all that was heard in the dark eerieness of the burial tomb.
If you have read it, you will know this is from my first "short" story, "Why Him...Why Not Me..." This is the only way I can really describe how I am right now..No way else...
 ~The~Blackest~Rose~ · Fri Apr 21, 2006 @ 09:29pm · 2 Comments |
