Cobalt Skirts

Ruby teardrops, a swift flick of the wrist. I didn't mean to kill her. Crimson liquid seeping through, my dagger erected in her chest. It was an accident. Screams echoing, desperate pleas. I didn't mean to kill any of them. My cobalt skirts heavy with every swaying step I take, every corpse I step over.

They made me.
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Life is not what as it seems, the devil lurking in the details.
A mystery to be solved, a secret to be kept.
If word comes out Kalis's life may never be the same...