Scarlet Letter Dialectical Journal

First Snow

The ghastly precipitation fell in the skies as if hell had poured to impose judgment. Snow bleed down with crisp edges that were as sharp as a spinning wheel that landed upon all the living and the dead. A cacophony filled my ears with the sound of nature and fearful humans. Within all the chaos something so ghoulish yet alluring caught my eyes. The figure sat atop the steel edifice observing the night city with an expression filled with disinterested. The petrifying atmosphere with people meeting their fatality never seemed to satisfy him. His eyes were as dull as a blank canvas. A canvas he could paint as he wanted and control to his amusement. As I observed him, I noticed that a woman caught his attention. A pregnant woman that got involved in a hit and run accident. She was bleeding and screaming cries of help for any passerby, but everyone was too selfishly preoccupied with their own livelihood to help her. Within

A ran through the white cold streets and stopped a meter away from the two. He slowly turned to meet my eyes. He seemed like any other man you’ll see in the streets gifted with a charming face, but I felt an unknown terror all over my body. His eyes were cold blooded as if he had bare handed killed millions at one point. I soon noticed that the pure alabaster snow turned red, directing my attentions towards the woman. And within a split second of averting my vision, the immortal like man disappeared. I hastily called the ambulance and accompanied the woman named Raven to the hospital. After explaining the situation, no one believed me that Raven had gotten hit in a hit-and-run accident for her body didn’t have evidence to support my claim. All that was concluded was that Raven had a miscarriage. It later came to my attention that the goblin looking like man brought her back to life, but purposely had her have a miscarriage. Raven wailed and mourned for her