"You have the devil's smile." That's what she told me; before we kissed unseen under the bloated moon. I remember the air was chill. Wisps of our breath escaped into the air as we parted our kiss. "That was a devil's kiss." She teased, with an expression so coy.
"What is it?" She exclaimed, a hint of panic trembled in her voice. She had seen the glint of steel in the moon's cold light. "You have the devil's eyes!" She cursed as I plunged the knife deep.
"I have the devil's smile." I whispered alone and slipped into the night.
Rufus Glyn about 5 years ago
Wooo dartk..... vLoed it though
Bryan Thomas about 5 years ago
Michael Brookes about 5 years ago
Gabriela about 5 years ago
you took too seriously your devil's smile.... :)
Kimberly almost 5 years ago
She knew before she knew.......so like the devil.
S J Gunn about 2 years ago
What a wicked plot! :-)
Andre M. Pietroschek 2 months ago
I cannot see wickedness, if the recipient was clearly warned or alerted, and silly enough not to act on it. Wonderful minimalism.