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┏━━━━━━━━━┓ frina: ❝ I love you. ❞ ┗━━━━━━━━━┛
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(MATURE CONTENT.)
SHE COULD SMELL THE DEATH IN THE AIR. It grew so strong as she ran towards the sanctuary that it made her gag. Her axe was drawn, weighing heavy in her hand. The ebony metal glints with red streaks; the red glows brighter than usual. Almost as if it knew it would take the lives of people today.
Tears were strewn over her flushed cheeks and blood coated her hands. Her leathery armor was ripped and torn and shredded, blood mixing in with the fabric and staining it.
Her pointed ears strain to hear the victorious cries. The cries that make her run faster. She sees the thick plumes of smoke arising in the air, and the smell of gasoline burns her nostrils.
She could hear the sizzling of leaves and trees and grass burning underneath the crisp flames, but she doesn't stop. She doesn't stop, even after seeing Festus' body impaled to a tree by arrows. She resists the urge to throw up.
She doesn't stop until she is faced with the black door.
"What is the music of life?"
Frina rested her hand along the skull printed onto the door before whispering back; "Silence, my brother."
Her voice was hoarse. Her voice was scared.
She pushes the door open, eyes shining with fear.
She couldn't see in front of her because of the smoke. It blanketed her entire frame, stinging her torn skin.
"There She is!" It was a man's voice.
He was the first to die by her hand in that sanctuary. It was a hasty kill; it wasn't one she would brag about.
Another attacked. Another life was taken, after.
Frina spares a glance at the scaled corpse lying on the ground to her right. It's Veezara. His tail, stripped from his body, is lying by his side. His jaw is slashed apart. She can barely recognize his face.
She reaches down, taking his ebony dagger from his sizzled hand with shaking fingers. She sheathes it on her side. Kissing her finger, Frina rests it on Veezara's forehead. She feels her tears fall onto his body.
