Apr 02 2018, 10:13 PM
She just stood there, breathing deeply. Breathing in her victory. The snake had gone limp in her jaws and she knew that she must be dead now. The blood was running in her throat and she dropped the corpse of her enemy upon the ground. She laughed, her voice rising in pitch and volume until she was basically screaming. It quickly turned into a fit of coughing that she recovered from easily. Her first true revenge against those that had wronged her in the life before. She had more to go, many more, but this was the first.
She hoped that the snake suffered. She hoped that she had wished for death. Yes, she hoped so badly that the snake had been in so much pain. She laughed at the idea, laughed so happily with so much relief and twisted joy. She leaned down, her eyes shining. "I'll bet you can still hear me, you foolish little worm and I hope you fall into hell and never return. I hope you feel every bit as pain as you caused me. I hope you get to watch me find your friend - the funny little white thing with the crown - and I hope you get to watch me as I tear them apart, piece by piece!" She laughed with glee at her own words and kicked the snake's body so that it rolled in the dust.
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"Heroes always get remembered."
But you know legends never die.
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