Lucevkin Dreams
“Please go over to the cooking pot and sit down for the finale, my dear.”
“Let me get a snack first.” He said going over to the food tent. He came out after three minutes with a handful of jerky. I watched as he sat down about ten feet away and nodded with a smirk. “Kill this bitch, my Queen.”
“With pleasure!” I whispered darkly. “Death Magic!” I stepped up to her and lifted her chin. The life was fading from her eyes but I could still see the insanely deep hate in them. “For what it’s worth, as a child, I always wanted to find you. I always wanted to do whatever I had to, to make you love me- To want me. But in the end, you can’t love anyone because you’re full of malice and spite.” I frown
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