SINFUL HEARTS
BLOOD ON THE DICE
THE WIND WHISPERING THROUGH THE TREES LIKE A WARNING
THIN AND COLD, IT SLID BETWEEN THE BRANCHES, BRUSHING DEAD LEAVES TOGETHER WITH A SOUND LIKE TEETH GRINDING
HISSING SOFTLY LIKE TRYING TO SPEAK
MILO
You think you are something just because you are the top student? ick, you are a pretentious
MILO
Iam going to show everyone your real face, you know that you look creepy
MILO
your game is done iblis, your time is over.... you freak
OPEN HIS EYES SLOWLY AND OPENED A SMALL CLOTH BUNDLE BESIDE HIM
FROM IT, HE DREW A STRAND OF HAIR AND A TINY GLASS VIAL CRUSTED WITH DRY BLOOD
IBLIS RAHIM
MY TIME IS OVER?
IBLIS RAHIM
NOW NO WILL EVEN REMEMBER YOU EXISTED
WITH A STEADY HAND, HE PRICKED HIS FINGER
THE DROP OF BLOOD LANDED ON THE DICE WITH A SOFT WET SOUND
AND SOMEWHERE FAR AWAY OR VERY NEAR A THREAD IN SOMEONE'S LIFE SNAPPED
THE WIND CIRCLING HIM HARDER, TUGGING AT HIS OPEN COLLAR, PUSHING LEAVES TOWARD THE CIRCLE OF CANDLES
BUT NONE CROSSED THE FLAME
IBLIS RAHIM
EVEN THE FOREST WON'T STEP WHERE I SIT
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