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Submitted by Just Another Teenage Girl✍️
All this time I thought he was the villain, but as I watched the blood drip from my fingertips, I realised it was all a matter of perspective...
Eyes Of Broken Glass
As the blood dripped from my fingertips I glanced over at him. He looked at me with eyes filled to the brim with determination. It wasn’t the humans we were to fear but the humans to fear us. Every step towards me was a step closer to the possibility of death. Somehow he knew I wouldn’t move and there didn’t need to be anything said. I stood up and took half a step back but his eyes never left.