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Blue Fire By Matthew Hartman |
Tuesday 14th July 2005 |
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The blade slide soundlessly between the man's shoulder blades. A pair of slanted gray eyes glimmer wickedly, beneath the silhouette of black hair.
The killer's elegant frame straightens, and a firm resolves comes
onto the cream-colored skin. Slowly turning, the black figure continues
onward, seeking the last who stands in the way. The guard appears, and
once again saw tooth blade emerges from its sheath, crimson edges gleaming
with malice. The guard is styled to resemble a mouth with rubies for
fangs.
Felix pulled the blade out of the man's back "Felix, stop this
madness!" yelled a old man. Drawing nearer, the black figure
daunted "Madness! This isn't madness this is CHAOS!". A last grim
determination filled the old man, screaming his reply. "You leave me no
choice. I will slay you myself."
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