For The Gaze Death Becomes Her の小説・ストーリー

The gunshot echoed loudly inside the shack, and specks of blood clouded my vision almost instantly. It trickled down to her eyebrows, and the gasp almost became inaudible. She stumbled on the ground, this time, she fell unconscious. Her eyes were kept open, her mouth was parted, and her skin shivered. One last second, and she shut her eyes closed. She was frozen. She was dead. I killed her. As I witnessed the scene unfolded in front of me, the gun slipped out of my grasp as I stared at the lifeless body. Hansel's gasp filled my ears, and the silence resounding the place subsided.

I could hear her pronounce my name even though she whispered them. I took a bold step and placed my hands on her cheeks. She flinched but never took her eyes off mine. I could feel her warmth, hear her heartbeat, taste her fear and her nervousness. My hands felt like they were on fire as touching her felt like touching an electric current. She released a deep breath and before I could form a line of thought, she backed away from the wall. "I have to leave Ares, I shouldn't be here". She started walking towards the exit of the cave and I ran to stop her. "You can't leave yet, I don't even know your name". She pulled her herself from my touch like it burned her and shook her head. "You don't n

I chuckled, enjoying her panic. “Where is she?” She started to scream and tears fell down from her eyes. “Calm down, I will be back sometime.” I walked out of the door. “Are you trying to escape from me?” She screamed. Some kind of anger raged in me and I– again entered the room keeping big steps to grab her throat to make her suffer getting enough of air. “Do you want to die too early at this age?” I asked her as my eyes darkened. “I might die maybe but never in your hands.” She said it very confidently.

She turns and walks away as the fire blooms behind her, casting long, dancing shadows across the cracked bleachers. She opens the passenger door. That sound, the click of finality, echoes across the track like a gavel. She settles into the seat, exhaling the breath she’s held for decades. She whispers so softly, even she may not have heard herself. “One less ghost to carry.” The sedan pulls forward, its tires crushing the ice-crusted gravel, its rearview mirrors filled with nothing but smoke and orange flame. Behind them, the fire consumes everything. The chain. The body.

The fear she had been thinking seems like slowly a reality to her. Walking around his unmoving body, she knelt in front of him. Holding his face with her hands, turning it to look at her, and as if life flashes in front of her eyes she watched in horror how his beautiful hazel eyes are all nothing but lifeless orbs. She gasped in horror as she touch his beautiful face, blood splattered on his face, and on his chest was a dagger piercing his heart. Her fingers tried to wipe the dried blood on his face but to no avail, it seemed to have dried for days on his face already. The glimmer in his eyes was no longer there, she could only see how his eyes were nothing but death etched on them. He's d

The departed and she inhales air as if she was about to die . "I Fucking Reject!"

She would read out the praises everyone had for my work. This seemed to have become her only interest. She moved my grave to a place by the mountains next to a river. It had breathtaking views. After doing all that, that same night, she kissed the urn deeply as she touched the rosary. Then, she stabbed herself in the abdomen with the same knife she used to kill Henry. She gently laid her head on the urn, smiling in satisfaction. "Jason, I'm coming to see you soon. Please wait for me. I'll be there soon."

"Did she see someone's death again?" At that, Daisuke laughed acidly, "It seems like she's addicted to destroying people's lives!" Can't he shut the fuck up? "Who was it, Prince?" The Queen asked, abruptly. "Whose death did she see?" Rai stared at me while he said, "When I came to see her with Aeneas this morning, we saw her blindfold on the ground and her face wet with the blood tears…" "And she was in front of the mirror!" Aeneas finished for him when Rai's voice suddenly stopped.

With a gentle hand, she begins to caress my brow. "Shhhhh," She soothes me. "Help is coming. Just hold onto me." I try to squeeze her hand back, but I have no strength. Her face begins to blur. "Abigail?" Her voice seems far away like she's yelling at me underwater. Blackness begins to creep its way across the room. I blink my eyes, trying to wipe the black spots away, but they only grow. Then, they swallow Abigail whole.