Psychotically Sweet
Bio
Writing and art is what I do. It frees the demons that lay dormant inside me. I don't fear them, I accept them. Because at the end they are the ones that will be with you forever.
Stories (3/0)
Crimson Red
The night was still. The stars danced in the sky, streaking it's glow against the dark indigo. The village was awoken by horrid screams that echoed through the silence. The screams came from an unusual place, the King's castle. Villagers flooded the front gates of the castle, desperately trying to see what had caused the commotion. The castle's large steel engraved doors slowly creaked open. A hush went over the crowd. A young man named Kai with beautifully bloodshot hair that shaggily rested against his pale skin, calmly walks out into the moonlight holding two long blades over his shoulders. They were drenched with red and dripped to the ground, leaving a trail behind him as he walked to the out into the open area. He closed his eyes and lifted his head towards the sky, allowing the glow of the moon to wash over his face. It gently highlighted the blood that outlined his slender figure. Whispers sliced through the silence questioning the situation.
By Psychotically Sweet4 years ago in Futurism
