By: Belltree Blade
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A/N: Well, I've just been meaning to get some practice in. Oo; Yes, I realize how incredibly short this is, but I suck at... writing anything over three-hundred words. Isn't it good that I don't write chapter stories? Anyway, there will be more random drabbles (oh, noes), considering I enjoy getting into the heads of our favorite Abyss characters.
The first victim is Major Legretta.
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It was ethereal, staring at the blood-covered marble of Hod. The woman hadn't been left in pool of her own sickly red; no, she believed that the blood belonged to many others as well. It felt as though crimson was climbing the walls, suffocating her with the sweet scent of someone else's blood.
She watched white fade to red, the sanguine pouring from her open wound soaking her clothes. Yet, she felt nothing. All she noticed was the chill of the floor seeping into her.
Numbed of all feeling, Legretta was going to die cold.
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Random tidbit! That was actually the second drabble I wrote. :o This one was sad, considering that Legretta is my second favorite God General... even if she should snap at the waist.
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