Wingless Butterflies Chasing Shadows

Ruby was born in Okuwa, Nagano in Japan. She is darkness and ice fit into too pale skin and hair a crimson red. She roams countries and continents, leaving a trail of blood in her wake. Enough for the flies too see, but not enough for them to catch her. This is why her father needs her, this is why he always uses her.

But she’s had enough. The stench of stale blood permeating her pores and the fibers of fabric washed for too long has left her tired. The ghosts of her victims watch her where ever she moves, like a promise. She's not sure for what.