The Nightingale RisesBy: Cynthia Dane
Nala was about to call for an ambulance when she looked down at her feet, a piece of paper sticking out from beneath her shoe.
Against her better judgment, she picked it up before doing anything else, no matter how much Vincent yelled at her.
Your first warning.
Miss Nala Nazarov
Hopefully this birdie beauty gets along with Tasha
As well as she got along with you
I never got to hear either of them scream but
Desirée screamed. A lot.
Can you scream as beautifully as she did?
A bird of prey always lives for the thrill of the kill
Run away, little Nightingale
Run away so I can hunt you down
Nala fell against the couch, Vincent still shouting, the sun still shining, and Robin still dying.
Somewhere, in some corner of time, Desirée’s screams echoed, and Tasha fell asleep, never to awaken again.