XIII. Last Page.
By: XaGirlWithNoNameX.
She stands tall
Looking proudly at what lays
In front of her.
Bodies all over
The battlefield of
Friends
Or
Foes
Only time will tell.
But she knows that
The war's over
And that's what matters for now.
As she sighs in relief
A shocked gasp escapes instead.
The hot white pain
And in contrast
Her crimson blood
Screams in grief of loosing the war.
As she falls to ground
The last page of
The witch race turns
And the book remains forever closed.
2018-09-05 03:18:12
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