Return of the Black Obsidian Dagger

Night was falling with the moon rising to its peak. The sky was clear without a star in the sky. It seemed quiet. Except for the sounds of feet sprinting across land. It was dark all around, though the light of the moon was her only guidance to help her piercing and glowing teal eyes that dripped with tears. Her heart was heavy with sadness deep within and claw gripped a black tainted, obsidian bladed dagger in them. A blade that she saw almost used upon her loved one himself. She had ran away from what she called home, leaving a note to only whom she feels the need to know of what happened. But she kept the destination of where she went off to a secret. To think from the note that she had done something terrible, but left a stain of her blood under her signature from a light prick to her finger after she had written the note. She had ran as far as her legs could take her, even if they struggled and ached the more she pushed on with them. Her runaway lead her to an open beach. The waves rolling in from a low tide. This place she has always remembered. A place where she and the one she loved have layed down to sleep together by a moonlit waterfall one night. She walked down to the shoreline; the water lightly touching the tip of her feet before she stepped back. Dagger was still in her claw and she held it up before her muzzle. The light of the moon shined upon it, her teal eyes watching the half of her reflection shown on the blade.

" Svabol ui zulf ihk ve tenpiswo... (What is left for me here...) "

Her gaze stayed upon the refection on the blade for a moment longer as her ears fold upon her head. Tears still ran from her eyes. It began to feel cold around where she stood. A moment passed; she bares her fangs with the reflection on the blade and raises it up. Turning the blade to aim at her chest. She kept pouring more and more tears from her glowing teal eyes.

" Sjek nomeno cayosin jahen ekess pierce sia weeping kornari... (If this blade were to pierce my weeping heart...) " she thought again. Eyes closed for a moment as she took in a silent and deep breath. " Sia ezoukeic batobot nifa tenamalo... nomag nurti trelk... (My wounds that opened again... may never close...) "

She thrusts her arms towards her, eyes stayed closed with the tears falling from as her lips were still parted showing her bared fangs. But what she thought was already the end, thinking the blade had already pierced though her chest, a thought quickly came to her mind. She slowly opened her eyes, looking to the black tainted, obsidian blade in her claws. It was only a mere centimeter away from lightly touching against the flesh of her breast. Her mind was struck with the thoughts of her loved one. The great memories they had together since their lives first began after they met. She held up the blade and tossed it to the sandy ground, dropping to her knees and cupping her eyes with her claws.

" What was I thinking... " she now silently says. The coldness made her body shiver. " So foolish of me... to dare to try to sacrifice the life I earned... " She weeps more. " My love... please... forgive me... "

Her claws drop away from her eyes, soon looking around. The beach was still silent, but growing colder. She soon spots an empty hammock perched between to palm trees to go sleep in. But then turned her gaze over to the blade that laid a foot away from when she threw it. Standing up, she walks over to it and picked it up once more. Then turning towards the water, she arches her arm back and threw the blade out to the ocean as far as it could go. It splashed in the distance and disappeared. No longer to be seen again.

Or will it...

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A small story I decided to write just to vent. I had a bad night tonight and this was pretty much how I thought of as the aftermath. My character's name was never mentioned in here since I didn't really intend to have it that way anyway. But it is her speaking.

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Story written by:  Scarlet Rayne