Crimson decision, by natashi
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Blood drops ran down his face.
The pain was too excruciating.
Suddenly, everything became numb.
Surrounded by darkness
he knelt in a red pound
not knowing where he was
or even who he was.
Around him were corpses lying,
corpses of men he had never seen before.
What just happened ?
Was I the one who ...
He couldn’t bring himself to finish the sentence.
There were only two options left:
one to end this misery
or to keep on leaving with this pain.
Before the next red drop fell
he was facing ground with short blade
thrust through his weeping heart.
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Posted: 2011-03-11 08:51:06 UTC |
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