Blood Stains and Star Gazing
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Hair whipped her face; hands rested on her shoulders.
"The deed is done," she said.
He nodded, handed her a cloth. She wiped her hands; blood stained the white linen.
"Now come. Leave them to gaze at the stars," he whispered.
She turned away, never once looking back.
"The deed is done," she said.
He nodded, handed her a cloth. She wiped her hands; blood stained the white linen.
"Now come. Leave them to gaze at the stars," he whispered.
She turned away, never once looking back.