Maka Albarn

Silver Moon

On a cold and windy evening, the trees rustled while the wind sang in harmony. The moon from the indigo sky gazed down on a certain girl and laughed as blood dripped from its mouth. The girl looked up and muttered, "Pathetic".
She jumped of the árbol she was resting on and walked slowly into the darkness of the night.

The siguiente morning at the DWMA, Death Weapon Meister Academy, a blonde-haired girl was looking into a small plastic bag that she had with her. She wore a a dark red velvet dress with a tie matched with a pair of boots thats the same color as her dress. She smiled to herself...