The scent of salt water tickles my nose as I enter the small town of Kiros. I smile, it’s good to revisit the town I grew up in. I’ve been living in the … unique servants corridors of the Swinfield Manor. However, weeks ago I left and I hope never to return. My town has a humble population but today the place is mobbed with people. They’ve all come for the festival, but I have come for different reason. To meet the woman with the wings, to kill the woman who ended my father. I’ve been planning her death for weeks and I know I’ll enjoy the satisfaction of killing the one who cursed me and ripped my life into thousands of tiny shreds. The crisp, sweet scented air pushes my auburn hair into my eyes as I make my way to the crumbling alleys and …show more content…
So, as she flys forward to attack once more, I throw my hands up creating spikes of darkness. The darkness pushes through the light solidifying around me. The Winged One has no time to stop or slow so she flies forward to the spikes protecting. One of them stabs straight through her left wing. The woman lets out a bloodcurdling cry then is as limp as a rag doll.
After the staff of darkness skewers her wing I release it and the darkness dissipates. The one that has wings falls to the ground with a sickening thunk and doesn’t rise.
Adrenaline courses through me as I cautiously move towards her. Her body lies limp and lifeless. A pool of grey-red blood darkness the ground around her. I nudge her gently with my foot. “Are you dead?” I whisper. No answer. I flip her over with my boot and find that her chest isn’t rising and falling. She isn’t breathing. She is dead.
A mixture of emotions roar inside me. Joy that the witch is finally dead. The one who killed my father is finally gone. Then … sadness. I killed a person I don't even know the name of. I killed someone. This is the first person I’ve ever killed. I just hope I won’t have to
No response. Raising her voice, “Please Dorcas answer me!” The women put their arms underneath the limp body and carry her to a bed. Many are crying, others in shock, a few leave to track down someone who can help.
The blood was everywhere, but still, most of the blood covered the woman’s eyes. She seems to have no more energy to pick up the knife. Instead, she murmured:“He’s still alive...You killed him! It’s you! He was still alive when you told me he was
First came the pride, an overwhelming sense of achievement, an accomplishment due to great ambition, but slowly and enduringly surged a world of guilt and confusion, the conscience which I once thought diminished, began to grow, soon defeating the title and its rewards. Slowly the unforgotten memories from that merciless night overcame me and I succumbed to the incessant and horrific images, the bloody dagger, a lifeless corpse. I wash, I scrub, I tear at the flesh on my hands, trying desperately to cleanse myself of the blood. But the filthy witness remains, stained, never to be removed.
As I learned nothing will kill me and I don’t understand this because I would like nothing else then to stop the eternal suffering and just end it all. Those thoughts had to wait until I found and killed her for good then maybe I would get my peace and resolve for once. I wiped the blood off my chin and collected all the coins from the dead putting them inside a pouch which slipped into the top of my corset. It’s not like they would be spending money anytime soon and I needed it to escape so I walked out of the tavern as if nothing happened and walked out of the town. I heard screaming and shrieks from a far but no one knew I had committed the murders and they couldn’t trace me to it they hadn’t even heard my name. I followed the hints of mother that I could through the years whether it be multiple killings in one area or her scent in the air. I had been closer on her trail and finally got into the same country she was
First came the pride, an overwhelming sense of achievement, an accomplishment due to great ambition, but slowly and enduringly surged a world of guilt and confusion, the conscience which I once thought diminished, began to grow, soon defeating the title and its rewards. Slowly the unforgotten memories from that merciless night overcame me and I succumbed to the incessant and horrific images, the bloody dagger, a lifeless corpse. I wash, I scrub, I tear at the flesh on my hands, trying desperately to cleanse myself of the blood. But the filthy witness remains, stained, never to be removed.
The doctor walks in saying, "She is not dead, she has activity in her brain and her heart is still pumping blood. She seems to be in a state of sleep. In other words a knockout."
But no answer. Walked to the back and there she was laying on the ground. For a second I thought of the worst scenario. Felt everything around me froze. Slowly walked up to her and checked her pulse to see if she was alive. Thank goodness she was just unconscious with some minor injuries.
Hello Team, The residential group employees responsibilities / priorities are as follows: 1. Jasmine a. Triage b. OTC Processing c. Drop-off entry d. Culverts e. Home Builders (only when asked) 2. Odis a.
“Augh!” screamed the Korblox Deathspeaker. “The Sword of Light! Impossible!” he turned away from the sword. ‘Huh.’ thought Darknight321. ‘So the Sword of Light is his weakness. Let’s finish him for everyone.’ Darknight321 turned to him. Darknight321 ignited his thrusters at full speed, and zoomed toward the Korblox Deathspeaker, with the Sword of Light in his hand. The Deathspeaker’s back was turned to him because of the glaring light from his sword. Darknight321 kicked the Korblox Deathspeaker in the back and decapitated him, but that was a bad move. For at that second, his dark essence transformed into a lion! He roared and ran towards Darknight321 with all his might.As strong as Darknight321 was, he was so tired that he couldn’t move! Darknight321
Jordan Lloyd and Jeff Schroeder are a fan favorite couple from Big Brother and now news is out that this couple got married and is expecting a child. Fans knew that they had plans to tie the knot, but this all came as a shock. US Magazine shared the details about Jeff and Jordan and how things are now for them. They were supposed to be getting married on September 24, but things changed.
I was starting to have doubts… I still remember the screams of the children and the noose tightened and dug into their skin until a river of crimson blood ran from their neck. “Sir we are we going?” a child questioned “Will my mother be there?” “No.” I respond with no emotion
The brightside of it all, there'll be plenty of people in need of my talents where i'm going. I arrive at Lazarus, the first town, and the first thing I notice is the loss of hope in these town people’s eyes. I struck fear in their hearts as they see my blade covered with that royalty swine's blood. A man named Twindle approached me and pleaded to seek after and kill Aventus, the mastermind keeping these towns people from leaving. I take upon his offer but it wasn't about the reward this time like i'm usually after. To get out of this wretched place I must get through Aventus and get to
It came at a lightning pace and hit you from behind leaving you lying across the edge of the path. I hardly had the chance to stop and take a breath before thinking the worst, you didn’t stand a chance, you were taken off your feet and left for dead, you were motionless and bleeding; but I had to take a chance, I had to do something, I had to try and save you. I sped across the road to your body, checked you had a pulse, before gently moving you over to the side. I was more interested in knowing you were alive before I even thought about calling an ambulance. We were miles from the public streets and houses, no one-else could help. The minutes waiting for help felt like hours; I could feel myself fading away as I could see you slowly deteriorating. I held my hand on yours and held it against your heart, just so that we both knew you were still breathing; silly I know, but it was the encouragement we both needed whilst we waited for salvation. I was in such panic and to be honest, I was an emotional wreck; but you needed a rock so I said with everything I had in me, and beyond my own intuitions; everything’s going to be alright, everything’s going to be ok you know.
There were many civilizations that were flourishing pre-/post the middle ages. One of the most recognized ones is the society of the Ancient Romans. For the purpose of a social-political example, the Ancient Romans derived from many different cultures. According to the textbook, the Etruscans were the first people known to have been living in Italy (Benton et al 129). In addition, from these small empires and the assimilation of many cultures, came the Roman Republic and from that, the influences in the Roman Empire. Under those circumstances, there are various details that led to the Roman Republic and its height of the Empire. According to the textbook, there were two classes: the patricians and the plebeians; the patricians are described as “the land-owning aristocrats who served as priests and magistrates etc.” and were the
In I Want a Wife, Judy Brady describes her role as a wife that seem to go unrecognized. Her essay explains a wife through the eyes of a husband. According to Judy, husbands allow their wives to do all the work, almost as if they are the husband’s slaves. Although this essay was written long ago, around the time of the feminist movement in the 1970s, the roles Brady describes in her essay, I have grown up watching my mom perform. I have also watched my dad do little around the house, waiting for my mom to get frustrated and give in to doing whatever the chore may be. I Want a Wife, therefore, is extremely relatable, it is like my dad wrote it himself and expects all these responsibilities to be completed by my mom. On the other hand, I