Bonesplinter Ravine [M] Viva La Vida

Tossed aside, her mind shatters in shards and slivers. Herod’s cries lament over the half-breeds snarls, and all the coy can do is watch the smooth red liquid spill onto the dirt.

She hated the way her body froze. Paralyzed, braced for a stranger's pressure and weight. She could not bend it to submission, even when her mind knew better. Her body played old tricks.

She hadn’t been made for this life of violence. Eset licks her lips and tastes blood on them.

“Machi!” She shrieks. They’d done it! They survived! Herod was frightened, he was running, they must go– now!

But even with such a clear intentions, she could not– would not deny him this kill.

End him, she thinks from the floor, tethered they were by hope and belief in one another.