Shy Deer Steppes No, I'll never make it out alive

Her flailing had made it terribly more difficult for him to keep her on the ground but he had eventually succeeded in the end. His wound continued to bleed, much more now with tiny beads of blood dropping to the cold ground. It stung against the cool autumn air and breeze, but at the same time it took his mind temporarily off the pain in his head.

Yet his brain still felt like it was shattering inside of his head and Hadraniel knew he needed more than just a scratch to get his mind off the pain. He needed her. So he pushed himself atop her and began something he would regret for the rest of his life. His act was savage and although he knew it wasn't right his body screamed yes, so he continued on committing the most wicked crime he knew.

-fade to black-

you can decide where the fade ends!