Time seemed to stand still as she noticed three droplets of blood splattered on the Indian’s cheek. Crimson red, she thought. Three crimson red droplets. The color of the rubescent calla lilies in her mother’s garden. Her mother had explained the wine colored flower meant strength, and passionate courage. How fitting, Zee thought as shock of the reality around her began to set in.

Time seemed to stand still as she noticed three droplets of blood splattered on the Indian’s cheek. Crimson red, she thought. Three crimson red droplets. The color of the rubescent calla lilies in her mother’s garden. Her mother had explained the wine colored flower meant strength, and passionate courage. How fitting, Zee thought as shock of the reality around her began to set in.

– Basil Pearl –

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