CHAPTER DXCXXIV

(LITTLE BEATRICE)

“LET’S just say that you need to be asleep for a long, long time, Beatrice.”

She draws a wicked smile on her face. As she strides along the sound of the ticking clock and her echoing footsteps that kind of resembling a dark tone. A dark lullaby to considered about.

“Such a long, long time in deed.”

Her giggles, echoing into that dark hall that she walking on. Wearing her ever contented expression and the excitement for finally breaking free from her glass prison. Even though she is just a piece, the tiny one from her original whole.

“Just one more thing. A little more, I will win this game that none of you could have ever think off.”

She now laughs and in a maniacal tone. Enjoying her every step, her un pure heart and her very beginning that comes from darkness and the total equivalent of the original ‘she’.

“Tick tock.”

With a giggle and that now twisted smile, along with her entire expression that doesn’t give a damn about an