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He slowly came to a halt as he passes you by, the luminous Scythe shining in the little light the moon had to offer as rain poured down. His cigarette's cherry shined brightly, and a breath of smoke slowly blew out infront of his face. He stood there, knowing you were staring, but didn't look back.
His hand reaches back, grabbing his scythe.
He pulls the scythe from his back, spinning his form around towards yours in the needed amount for his scythe needed to reach.. His arm swung with the momentum of his spin, and the scythe makes a clean cut through the air, through your neck..
And in the seconds following, he places his scythe back onto his back, no trace of blood on his scythe's blade. The cherry glows brightly once more, and he walks off.
Your form falls to the side, and your head flopping off and rolling away into a puddle.
*Edit, April 20*
 Leonardo Winter · Wed Apr 18, 2007 @ 09:44pm · 4 Comments |
