The Tear

She stood at the edge of the abyss. The darkness below her feet swirled apprehensively down to nothingness. A deep sense of dread crept up her body, wrapping its greedy tendrils around her, squeezing ever increasingly tight. Its sharp claws dug into her tender flesh, ripping large gouges. Warm, rich red blood flowed slowly down the pale, silky white surface of her being. She lay her head back, her empty eyes up to the sky. The dull locks of her once golden hair cascaded down her gentle back. Her mouth open as if to speak a pleading prayer. Only a breath drained from within her body, a slow endless hissing exhale. A sole crystal tear rolled down her cheek and fell silently to the black soil.


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  1. Saned said

    This is avery nice piece of writing!!!!

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