He held her in his arms while his razor sharp fingers
caressed her cheek.
He held her captive with his words and when he spoke his
breath formed into flames.
He put her in stupor of false ecstasy, and bellowed out
laughter while her loved ones hurt over her demise.
Pleading and begging won’t bring her back, she’s under his
spell.
-Lisamarie-
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