The Corpse Prince
A/N: The next chapter is up:) I hope you like this one, cause the next chapter is going to be better too! Or so I wish it to be, lol:P Please review! lol
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A Bony Feeling
A lonely figure the form of a woman ran through the darkening woods with a rush as she pushed through branch and a flutter of black wings. Tears poured down from the woman's face as a choked gasp escaped from her lips with each hastened step. Her dress, which was dark blue, were ripped at some parts but the woman didn't care as she brushed aside every branch in her path.
All she cared was to get away from the town, from her groom-to-be and all of it that made up most of her life. She opened her eyes, wiping her tears away with her hand smudged with dirt and saw she was in a small opening.
There was a rather large oak tree in front of her and a bits and pieces of twigs grew to and fro. In some corners frosted snow littered on the ground and tombstones also were stuck inside the dirt, some of them bent the other way, others straightened.
Valeska looked down at the ground and then noticing a small stump fit for sitting, she collapsed down on it. She continued staring at the soft dirt and her lips quivered, her eyes threatening to pour tears down her face again.
Sadness filled her heart but anger crept in and replaced it. Valeska clenched her fist tightly and letting furious tears roll down her cheeks, she pursed her lips and took off the ring on her finger.
"Why!" Valeska whispered as she looked at the engravings on the inside of the ring. It glittered with the words 'I love thee', as if trying to give out a message to Valeska. Valeska only stared at it with burning eyes and shouted, "Liar!" As if in reply, the shine seemed to falter and become fainter.
"Why couldn't I have a prince, charming and caring?" she spoke softly and then feeling despair and crestfallen, she fell to her knees and without another look at the ring, she slipped into a pointed thing she thought was a twig. She clasped her face and wept hard.
What she didn't notice was that the twig wasn't a twig at all.
It was a bony finger.
A/N: Sorry about the cliffie and the short chapter:P I hope you liked it though! Please review!