[b]He stopped walking, and his smile faded. If she could still see him, the man had brought out dagger and stabbed himself in the heart. He shattered into a thousand pieces that simply blew into the wind. Once she was far enough away from where he used to stand, the girl came upon a wounded woman propped up against a wall[/b] "Help..." [b]She cried out weakly, hoping for someone to answer. She had hair that was as black as night, and eyes that were as brown as the girl who first saw her. Dying[/b]