Hurt.
Anger.
Rage.
Kill.
"I don't want to do this," she whispered, "But I have to. I have to."
Her eyes had the same shimmer, her mouth the same twitch. Her face the same expression, her actions the same trigger. She was a shadow of Bellatrix, raised by her own martyr. And there she went, doing as she was taught to do; slicing the blade of her dagger across his pale skin. Slowly, watching the crimson blood pour out. Her gaze fixed on his face, watching his soul leave his body slowly.
And that was it.
Years of practice, and today is the day - the girl would be marked. Be one of them.
Follow the story of a death eater, the daughter of Bellatrix, Voldemort's newest follower. Read the mind of a murderer.
Anger.
Rage.
Kill.
"I don't want to do this," she whispered, "But I have to. I have to."
Her eyes had the same shimmer, her mouth the same twitch. Her face the same expression, her actions the same trigger. She was a shadow of Bellatrix, raised by her own martyr. And there she went, doing as she was taught to do; slicing the blade of her dagger across his pale skin. Slowly, watching the crimson blood pour out. Her gaze fixed on his face, watching his soul leave his body slowly.
And that was it.
Years of practice, and today is the day - the girl would be marked. Be one of them.
Follow the story of a death eater, the daughter of Bellatrix, Voldemort's newest follower. Read the mind of a murderer.
[ bericht aangepast op 29 jan 2016 - 19:28 ]
"When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed.''