The wind twirled and picked up the girl's hair. whipping the back of her neck in violent lashes. The wind submitted and lay her hair upon her shoulders. Her blue eyes stained with tears. Her cheeks red from crying. her tank top was also stained from tears, and something else... Blood.
Hands drenched in the vermillion color, her feet soaking in a puddle of it. She stared up at the night sky and a tear shed from her eye landed upon her hand, running a line down her hand of cleared blood. A man came from behind her and put a hand on her shoulder.
"You did well, Veronica."
She nodded at the man. He...
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