Coldness.
Drip… Drip… Drip…
Frost slowly covering the grass.
Cold blue flames licking the walls.
All-seeing eyes staring in emptiness.
Blood pumps slower, loses its warmth.
Dark crimson spots spreading across the land.
Rivers tainted with death, rot and blood.
Tears that never reaches the ground.
Sword falling to the grass in a shocked silence.
Moonlight cast shadows to hide the night's creatures.
Shadows blacker than black, deeper than deep.
Metallic aromas arise with the gentle wind.
Knees hit solid ground.
Screams sends night ravens flying.
Monsters inch closer, attracted by the blood running through the clearing.
Passive northern winds sends burst of coldness to those hanging on to life.
One look around, then another.
Silence ensures.
Moonlight moves to fast, the night's almost over.
Memories will remain, etched into the mind.
This moment, not forgiven nor forgotten.
Flames burns down, dying with its master.
Claws rake across skin, breaking it.
Bang… Bang… Bang…
Shots ring through the screams, silencing them.
Eyes turn, widens when they hit their target.
Blood splattered coughing follows up soon after.
Glasses reflect the last moonlight.
A silent tear runs down the cheek, unseen by the other.
"I'm so sorry brother."
"It's not your fold."