Demons Lie

The girl in the photo on her wall blinked. She was a rather nice looking girl, really. Her hair was long and silver, glowing in a light that shone from far outside of the picture frame. She had the most beautiful deep green eyes, and freckles scattered her nose. She had a sweet smile. 

“It’s too bad,” thought the woman outside of the photo, staring at it from only a few paces away. “It really is too bad that such beauty has gone to waste.” 

The woman pulled a dagger from her boot, flipping it in her hand so that she pinched the tip of the blade. She cocked her arm back, preparing to send the dagger flying into the photo of the silver haired girl. But then she paused, her breathing heavy.