Preview: In The Hands of Death
Edited: December 11, 2012
Tears stumbled down her cheeks as she stumbled backwards and brought her fists to her mouth. A soft whimper escaped her mouth as she peered at her parents' body, which laid on the ground with blood pooling around their bodies. She felt her body become limp and stagger backwards once more until she was finally on the ground, touching the blood with her fingertips, devouring their faces full of fear with her eyes, which glistened with fresh tears. She hadn't known they would die tonight! Her whimper faltered when she noticed ashen eyes watching her from the shadows. Over the roar of her heart and the pounding of her blood, she could hear almost in audible footsteps meandering closer and closer until he was finally in front of her parents' body. He wore a hood, which covered his face and created shadows over the contours of his face. She sucked in a breath as he removed his hood and stared at her emotionless eyes.
His skinny fingertips reached over, touching her mother's face first and then her father's. Her eyes trailed his prominent facial features, which consisted of a strong jaw, fierce eyes, and a timeless complexion. She trembled as his eyes narrowed and then softened; he reached forward and stroked the side of her face, making her convulse from fright. He was cool and an underlying threat resided inside his very being, making her quiver violently. He felt like death.
Fingertips lightly grazing her face, she felt her insides twisting and roaring with displeasure. Immediately, he removed his hand from her face, almost as if she had burned him with her glare, and peeked at her parents. His glare on her parents made her retreat further until her back was pressed to the wall. She cowered as his footsteps resounded in her ears, but she still gazed at him as he neared her and halted in front of her quivering form.
"I've come to collect your parents' souls. You should have no fear until the day you die," he murmured, allowing his breath to caress her body. She trembled from what she thought was displeasure and nearly cried. Her parents were dead, which made her realize she was in the presence of Death. He stalked away from her and walked toward the shadows, only glancing at her once before he left. His mischievous grin mystified her beyond belief, especially when she remembered his words. Death had set his eyes on her, and she doubted he would keep his promise. He had taken her parents' souls, and she knew he would come back to take hers. She slithered down the wall and cried to herself, hugging her slender body. Her life was in the hands of Death.
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