Demon child with yellow eyes asked if i would like to die. Don't talk too loud or he'll hear you. I replied "who?". He smile with a grin asking if death ever follow me. Feeling a bit hallow with nothing inside I dare not to reply. The child leaped trying to bite my throat off. Swinging my arms as if I was drowning, I hit him with a couple of blows that had him turning. Started to pray as soon I heard death calling. I stood quiet as he tries to swallow me whole, but with no soul there was nothing to reap. I called for my mother in agony but there was nothing there...it was already too late, I was gone.
Dreams aye....
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