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It's dark. Old faded brick buildings on either side of me. The glare of a yellow flickering street light.
My back is pushed hard against the wall, scraping my arms. Sharp nails slide up the back of my thigh. I wince, the familiar burning running down my leg.
Hoisted up off the ground. As always I look up to find long dark lashes. Slightly hiding beautiful violet eyes. Glimmers of silver dance around a dragons pupal. One deep breath, to calm myself. All I smell is a deep pine forest.
My favorite crooked smile, slightly shows two pairs of pristine white canines. He exhales; breath cold enough to chill your bones, and smells intoxicatingly sweet. He runs a thumb across my lips, reminding me to be quiet, then sinks four slivers of ice into my shoulder. Electricity bolts through my body.
My vision blurs. Everything goes black as my consciousness fades...