As Seth would walk around the murky shadows around him, His eyes would go from a golden yellow to a bloody deep red color. A sickly smirk would cross his face, His once stark white gloves would be soaked in crimson liquid. Dripping from finger tip to finger tip, He would step over the shadows. As he would emerge by the window, the pure moonlight would fall amongst his raven hair, his body covered in its absolute beauty. The light slowly crept across the floor, His eyes looking amongst all of the things that lied scattered on the floor, Now brought out to light, A dozen decimated bodies adorned the marble floor, the rooms walls and even some of the ceiling drenched in blood, The chandeliers dripping with it. The air in the room thick with the stench of death, Seth would reach into his jacket pocket, Pulling out a satin ash-colored handkerchief, Wiping his lips gently as he would smirk with a hellish look in his eyes. "Hm.. This is a decent start... But I still hunger..."
Posted on: Tue, 13 Aug 2013 20:06:05 +0000
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