Irishcrusader95
sitting on the beach she watched the waves beat against the sand as the tide moved in. some children's sandcastles were slowly being eroded, just like her life she felt.
walking into the kitchen i approached the worktop. the first thing that struck me was the upturned toaster on the floor, then the discarded cutlery. then at last the blood trail that lead out the back door.
water dripped down from a nearby drain, its slow tapping the only sound in the dark ally way. launching at his opponent he struck him full in the chest causing him to fall to his knees.
the door slammed open at the prince marched in in a furious mood. walking to the bed he pulled off the canopy and collapsed on the soft mattress.
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