she would.

Then gasps would brake the silence.

She would run.

her pearl white dress would billow radiantly 

She would have fear in her face.

It would be chasing her.

The darkness

a cloud billowing with fear an despair

chasing her

hunting her

she would stumble

It would come closer and closer

her legs would scream with tiredness

her breaths would sting her throat

She would fall

the darkness would find her

And it would catch it's prey

and her dress would turn red

and her eyes would turn white

and she would be gone

She would.

Reviews

[Hatchling]

I like this alot