[6]
an excerpt

“Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry”

She hummed softly a lullaby to ease the angered soul as her knife ripped the flesh. But no matter what, the blood was shed and the bones kept cracking.

Halfway into her movement, she froze as she caught a grasp of a silver sparkle.

“And I will sing you a lullaby” she finished in a whisper.

Frowning, she carefully stretched her arm to touch what she’d just found. It was still warm and for a moment she almost feared that that bloodied piece of flesh called a heart would take up beating. She wiped the blood off the metal with the tip of her thumb.

My name is Kim

Cocking an eyebrow, the young woman bit her bottom lip as she scanned the floor around her. When she finally found the still warm hand, she shook it almost absentmindedly.

“Nice to meet you, Kim, I’m One”

She didn’t seem to be bothered by the fact that she had just taken one rigid severed hand into her own As soon as she was done with the awkward greetings, she simply set the limb back where she’d first picked it up and resumed cleaning the blood-stained tiles.