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Blood dripped from one outstretched finger. The drops hit the ornate white marble flooring in four/four time, creating a crimson puddle of musical splashes.
The tributary could be traced from the finger to a limp hand housing a gold ring with a small rose encrusted in rubies and emeralds. The ornamental, diamond tennis bracelet was stained in the blood which covered the pale, dainty forearm.
The woman was dressed in a grandiose white gown. The bodice was covered in perfectly round white pearls, sewn into a soft flowering arrangement. The white skirt was elegant, made of the finest silks. There was a bottom skirt made from opague white silks. The sheer overskirt was embellished with elaborately fine flowers the size of a small pendant.
Around the lady's neck was a string of pearls matching those of her bodice. her ears wore ruby emerald roses. A stull was over the chair, along with a white, silk handbag. Each wore a the matching ruby and emerald roses.
Atop her brow lay a circlet of gold encrusted with rubies.
The chair in which she lay was of an authentic, finely finished wood. The cushions were made from the finest pale blue velvet.
Her aqua eyes were glossed and only half open. The color was almost gone from her once captivating face.
So many had trusted that face.
The flaw of the night though, were the two crimson stains on the abdomen and left shoulder of the dress. The stood out so stark against the pure and innocent white of the dress. The stains could never be removed.
Perhaps though, those stains were what made the picture complete. Perhaps though, those two stains belonged, and should never be removed.
The tributary could be traced from the finger to a limp hand housing a gold ring with a small rose encrusted in rubies and emeralds. The ornamental, diamond tennis bracelet was stained in the blood which covered the pale, dainty forearm.
The woman was dressed in a grandiose white gown. The bodice was covered in perfectly round white pearls, sewn into a soft flowering arrangement. The white skirt was elegant, made of the finest silks. There was a bottom skirt made from opague white silks. The sheer overskirt was embellished with elaborately fine flowers the size of a small pendant.
Around the lady's neck was a string of pearls matching those of her bodice. her ears wore ruby emerald roses. A stull was over the chair, along with a white, silk handbag. Each wore a the matching ruby and emerald roses.
Atop her brow lay a circlet of gold encrusted with rubies.
The chair in which she lay was of an authentic, finely finished wood. The cushions were made from the finest pale blue velvet.
Her aqua eyes were glossed and only half open. The color was almost gone from her once captivating face.
So many had trusted that face.
The flaw of the night though, were the two crimson stains on the abdomen and left shoulder of the dress. The stood out so stark against the pure and innocent white of the dress. The stains could never be removed.
Perhaps though, those stains were what made the picture complete. Perhaps though, those two stains belonged, and should never be removed.