Diclaimer: I don't own a thing, poor poor me
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Several moments seemed to turn into hours. Neither moved, hardly daring to breathe. Hard violet eyes stared to be met by soft green ones. Understanding hung between them in the stale night air. But a sense of duty did as well. Words of a killer hung off his lips, not sounding to any ears. She smiled slightly, waiting for the end. It was what she wanted. This responsibility, the way she had to send people death, it was eating away inside of her. The sword in his hand shook slightly. Drawing a deep breath he looked away and turned his back. A silver gleam shone briefly as the moon struck the metal. He put it away then walked down the street, leaving her to watch the silent night turn into morn.
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