pyro-jester

 He took me out where he thought no one would hear. There was a clearing on the far edge of the lake that was his little secret. This was supposed to be special. Nobody was supposed to know until it was absolutely perfect. After looking around to make sure nobody was there and sitting with his back against a tree so he could see the lake shining in the late spring afternoon sun across the clearing, he finally took me out. It had been a while since he had run his fingers over my slender neck, working the metal strings gently but firmly against the worn wood between the frets. With well practiced precision, my dearest friend twisted my ivory

The life was draining from Kaiden's eyes as surely as the blood drained from his body onto the hard dungeon floor. The spaces between the stones that made up the floor were filled with Kaiden's life, overflowing to form crimson puddles under his weak body. Long dark hair that had pulled loose from the cord holding his hair in a ponytail fell into over his stony features. The color had drained from his face with it's short beard and hard angles. Blood soaked his dark green wool coat through his shirt. Strange that in his last moments, he thought nothing of trying to climb to his feet or defend himself, although such thoughts would prove fruitl