My cold blooded angel
The cold air pressed on the sky's skin , too sharp and biting as if the cold air of the night has sharp teeth . she is wraping her scarf more tighter as if it should be any more tighter but it will not give any warmth to her . she doesn't like being all by herself - alone in the dark but sometimes it's the only solution for her that help her to get peace from all the words and noise other people make around her . it's 2 am , she needs to get back to her home.as fast she can because she has morning shift that starts from 5 am but it has never been this cold , there was something different about today , the air was heavy , cold and very breezy as if atmosphere was waiting for something to happen right at the moment .
Then she saw him......
in the middle of the road , at first look it looked like it was just a shadow but then after taking a closer look ....... she saw him her hear skipped a beat , his face impossibly beautiful—yet chilling. His pale skin almost glowed in the dark,...
Then she saw him......
in the middle of the road , at first look it looked like it was just a shadow but then after taking a closer look ....... she saw him her hear skipped a beat , his face impossibly beautiful—yet chilling. His pale skin almost glowed in the dark,...