Carina's POV
My head was spinning, I swear I could taste that familiar metallic tang on my tongue, I was supposed to be dead and yet I could feel the cold caress of the reaper's bony fingers as her hollow eyes gazed at me, mocking me
"How disappointing" Speaking of mocking tones, the same honey-soaked voice that will no doubt give me nightmares spoke to me, my eyes struggled to remain open as I slowly felt myself slipping out of consciousness and yet my eye remained trained on the bite-sized blood covered rainbow with wings casually approaching me
She comes to stand in front of me her face mere inches from mine, so close I could feel her breath against my skin, I could feel the magic that clung to every piece of her, the air around her surged like a live wire as her magic fizzled and sparked
