Skin Deep

She was beautiful.She knew it;and watched with clever eyes that were coiled and ready to spring.She tilted her head if you were thinking about her.She knew.She always knew.

She was scared.She hid underneath a shield of hair.Her sword was her words,yet she tried to shield the blood,not taste it.Her eyes were large from fear.

She was fierce.She tried to suceed in what she did.Losing wasn't an option.She tried not to think,because thinking takes time she never seems to have.She wore her claws out with exertion.

She was a killer.The whispers follow her.She had killed.She slit his throat and cast the body aside.She had threatened others she would do the same to them.She had not cared why she had killed him.

She was beautiful.