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She crouches on the floor like a crumpled butterfly, hailstone eyes clouding but not melting with death. Though she is naked, he is the one who seems bare because she wears her blood like a proud dress, threads forever pouring from the gunshot wound in her heart. His scimitar smile lays its cold, sharp edge along her throat. It is quite a fitting look.
The scythe gleams silver betrayal laced with arrogance from where it parts the night. Its blade rushes towards her, slicing through confident air, and his crystal laughter shatters all over her.
"Everyone has to fall sometime."
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