14 December 2012
A shimmering indigo orb surrounded by a gleaming halo hangs from a delicate silver chain. A slim onyx knife hung by her side.
She elegantly walks to the glimmering glass throne as the soldiers shout orders to defend. A guard swings his flashing sword at her only to slashes the empty air. Confusion flickers through his emerald eyes. Ruby blood stains a soldiers uniform as he falls, a raven black dagger in his back. Dark sapphire eyes danced by the throne as a obsidian dagger pierces the kings heart. Deep scarlet blood gushed from the torn skin.
The majestic throne room stands silent, and blood seeps across the marble floor.
The Ethereal • Opuss № I