A Devil's Torniquet

failed to twinkle. The clouds rode the

he horizon, forming imaginative claws on the sky

muddy ground. Small rivulets of rain dropped

h had been the symbol of her dev

she walked

ting the man who had destroyed her life, de

path which finally sent her into consciousness. Her eyes

iped clean. She for once is nothing more but the doll he always wanted her to be. No amount of

ad enough?" He

king arm and leaned towards her ear as