It was ghost quiet except for the rhythmic dripping from these water gutters. The moonlight, like a parching owl beheld steadily on a branch was witnessing a devastating catastrophe. Three men, dressed in nearly identical black uniforms stood in a semicircle just around the edge of the street.
Breaking the harmonic silence was a rapid panting, and occasion screech of a girl. There was already a smoking flame was crawling onto her lungs and slowly eating into her throat from the previous escaping of those men. The ice cold floor of the streets was like blazing daggers against her bare feet. The edges of her white dressed looked as if rats gnawed over it ravenously. Her eyes shone were like a speck of drab diamond as she whispered like a trembling
Breaking the harmonic silence was a rapid panting, and occasion screech of a girl. There was already a smoking flame was crawling onto her lungs and slowly eating into her throat from the previous escaping of those men. The ice cold floor of the streets was like blazing daggers against her bare feet. The edges of her white dressed looked as if rats gnawed over it ravenously. Her eyes shone were like a speck of drab diamond as she whispered like a trembling