Suddenly, a shock jolted through her body. She gasped for air, blood spitting out of her mouth. Something warm poured on her palm through the wave of cold. She looked at her hand, then down at her stomach. Blood. It painted her pale palm and the silver-adorned dagger that pierced her chest right in the middle in rich crimson hues. “What? Why?” The words escaped her lips silently. She could feel a dark grasp reaching out to her. Like maggots, they crawled up her and sucked away all the warmth and heat of the flames, and the world slowly faded into darkness. “I… I don’t feel so good.” She managed to muster out through her fading breath, and as the tear drop rolled off her cheek, everything went dark.
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One thought on “Home Cauldron Page 34

  1. It’s another one of those days…blood and stabbing pains, at least she’s not pregnant.

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