Her dreaded weapon had dropped dead many
Deep, deft powerful strokes, that yielded the sharpness of a knife's edge
Not once did she flinch as she went around creating drama,
every single time she cast a spell of enigma
The mesmerizing liquid pools shone arrogantly as the veil of her eyelashes
revealed the kohl streaked dangerously along the rims of her eyes
Black, alluring and sinister.
This post was written for Five Sentence Fiction – Darkness at Lillie McFerrin Writes. Also linking this to the Ultra Blog Challenge.
