Lara Eaton

Glinting Starlight

She walked through the decimated cobblestone streets of Verdici and entered the contracted house. She made quick work of assassinating the young lady, blood falling like hail on the photographs nearby. Cressida put her blade away and walked through the house trying to see if there was anything of note to take. In the kitchen she found a jar of honey, a rare commodity in the state of the world. She heated some water and put a dollop in swirling it around like a cup of sunshine. She sat for a moment and sipped the sweet drink, letting it linger on her lips before writing her latest kill into her leather black notebook. She didn’t like to kill, she had been forced to as the head of her clan. Her parents had lived that way and so she was forced as well. She said a quick prayer for the girl and slinked out the back door vanishing into the night.