As she stands

Standing alone in the clowded area, her black hair waves in the wind.
Her Amber eyes studing her surroundings.
Her head riddeled with scenes she had wittnessed during her trial.

Now it was her turn, she new that she had done the ultamite crime.
Her bangs covered her eyes as she walked toword the side of the cliff.
Over looking the sleeping village down below.

An Evil smirk spread across her face as the wind blew her hair around her face.
Her eyes lighting up with a new entuseasum.

Her pulse beat through her as if her heart had taken up drum lessons.
Her mind raced as she slowly reached for her swords hilt.
The metal burned her hand as she gripped it tightly.

The sun shown through the clouds as she pulled her sword from it's sheath.
The light reflecting off the blade of the sword sending a aray of light across the herizon.

Her eyes bore into the village as she stared down at it.
Knowing what she was about to do was wrong.
But at thay moment she couldn't care.

Her demonic blood pumped heavily around her body.
Walking to the very tip of the cliff, she passioned herself for the fall.

With out thinking she jumped her feet catching on the side of the cliff, there she found the ability to run full force down it.

Her black heart leaped into her throuat as the villiage came closer.
Her blade sliced through the soft flesh of every human she came into contact with.

Her blade slicing in the thick and fleshy people as if they were rag dolls,
There blood staining her cloths as she passed them.

There screams for help, left un answered.
There dieing wishes lay on the ground along with there bodies.

Coming to a stop, she turned her once black hair now stained with blood.
Her kill still fresh in her sences.
The smile still on her lips she looked over the dead.

Her eyes taking in every drop of blood that lay spilled on the ground.
"I am demon here me roar" she slowly speaks as she turns.
Her tracks covered by the shadows and death that is left in her wake