Her raven waves were loose in the night air. She was entranced by the calls for her. The crowd was just outside the gates of her prison. Guards sat waiting for her to try to run again. She had to find a way to get to them, her followers needed her. She scaled the stone wall finding little places to put her girls feet.
She jumps into the hands of two of her devotees. They rush her to the waiting carriage that leads her to the church in the middle of the city. She knew that this was the way to be love by the people, her people. One by one the crowd broke off pursuing her.
This was all see had ever wanted, love. The gilded carriage slowed. Two pale children helped her out to the stairs of the Gothic cathedral. Their translucent skin matched the white gowns they dawned. She stopped at the door and turned to the people that loved her so.
She saw the tears on their faces not sure what her had don to more them. The children grabbed a hand each never saying a word or looking away from her. As she turned to walked into the holy build she saw the horse that had brought her. There was something wrong. Panic welled in her chest. Her tried to turn back but the children were to strong. They pulled her into the church smiling.
She turned to the see those red eyed horse move on into the night. She screamed for help but the towns people did nothing. She begged and bargained to anyone and everyone. She looking down at the children and finally saw their demon eyes. The glowing rubies had nothing but hate behind them.
As they pulled her up the last steps she heard singing from the empty building. Was this singing from heaven or hell? She would soon find out.
