~ * ~ General POV ~ * ~

Big hall,
Swept empty,
Dead silence,
Black marble.
Nothing stirs.
Suddenly as if by magic
stands a girl against the wall.
A rough voice speaks:
... don't forget my words!
The purple-haired woman nods gallantly
and seriously disappears into the wall.
She is now grinning in the hallway,
the shadow princess,
she made an unbreakable vow.
She creeps quietly through the corridor,
suppresses the urge;
the insatiable thirst for blood.
AMARANTINE