Ends BeginningThe end of everything, in all decay.Something is strangely beautiful about all the chaos, all the bodies littering the streets. Nothing but the smell of ash and blood, all the buildings turn to dust and blow away. Such a lovely song, her cries for help echoing across the abyss. Now everything grows cold and the darkness takes us over.This is the day the end began.
FatalityIts cold, too cold to move. The frost is building up on my sides as the snow begins to blanket me. My eyes begin to close slowly. Death is now my reality, but thats okay. I am no ones hero, I am no one. My blood expands in my veins, slowing the flow. Finally, my heart freezes. And I shudder out my last breath.Then
Her DeathThe lily petals cascaded to the ground as Irene rapidly lost blood. The grass was stained scarlet. Pain receded into numbness. White landed on the ground, slowly fading to transparency. Each flower floated weightlessly, dancing on the air, sparkling, glistening, shining beautifully through the hate and desecration. Her hands grasped the air, giving way to unfortold rage, then fell coldly into the void. For one fleeting moment forever suspended in immortality, every heart unified in sorrow for the loss of a queenAnd even though the darkness, black and hopeless, a small light danced. As her body slowly faded away with the lily petals, a plethora of ivory butterflies burst forth.