Lips as red as blood.
Skin as pale as bone.
she sits upon a throne of lies
and plucks everyone.
The softest of pattering awoke the child from his sleep. Eyes open, he peered into the blackness of his room.
Nothing to concern himself with.
At the foot of his bed, his Doberman awoke, pointed ears flicking.
a growl, brown eyes narrowed as it stared into the darkness.
red eyes stared back.
the morning came, the child was gone.
the dog failed to protect.
skeleton hands reach
a simple child taken
one then two then three then four
parents will never see them