Chapter 4 Feathers of Darkness Symphony

The sound of
that violin
is playing in her head
once again...

She is so addicted
to that certain melody,
the most beautiful
music on Earth,
ever since she escaped
from hell.

Ah! What a beautiful
piece of work;
one perfect dagger
her one feather,
there it went
like a magnet
into each one of
their skulls.

There's no need
to feel pity,
or remorse;
those bastards
deserved no better,
but why does it
...feel so good?

She wonders why
the music kept getting
louder and going
out of control
as she sent
three more murderers
to hell.