Zara
The shadows rose high, much taller than I was. As soon as they reached woman's height, the wisps of shadow seemed to thicken and take shape.
The dark figure of a man stood before the woman, mere inches away, and she still didn't notice.
I drew a shaky breath as the shadow's hand rose, slicing the air in one fluid motion.
Silence echoed through the dark forest, as if insects and animals were holding their breath. The sense of unease that gripped us all was unmistakable. Even if they couldn't see the shadows, they sensed something... was wrong.
A thin, jagged streak of scarlet glistened on her neck, a vivid contrast to her espre... skin. She didn't even understand what had happened.
Her golden eyes widened, her hands clasped to her sides. At first, blood trickled slowly and thickly down her slender neck.
Her hands flew to her neck, desperately clutching the gaping wound in her throat. Blood gushed in long waves, drenching the grass and staining the ground.
