Title: Killers Always Hide Killers On Their Tracks
Day/Theme: March 27th - a poet speaks with blood
Series: Tales of Symphonia
Character/Pairing: Lloyd
Rating: PG-13
Note: Shut up I techically made it. ;; Even if I just pulled this out of my ass.

It was quiet as Lloyd stared at the scene in front of him. No screaming cries were echoing around him anymore, just the wind rattling the empty houses and the sighing walls.

Before him stood a massacre - the bodies of countless people warped and broken, their faces frozen in terror and anger. The streets were leaking the blood of the victims, and the walls were splattered with red.

Lloyd let in another breath, trying to assure himself that this was calming him down. That the air would grow fresh, and his heart would calm. But it wasn't.

"You said I was wrong!" he screamed at the unmoving masses. "Wrong! After I saved you! Now look what you made me do!"

The bodies didn't answer, and he let the blades, coated in blood drop from his hands.

He held back a sob, dropping to scratch at the ground beneath him. "Dammit! Damn it all!" He knew it. He had strayed down that path he didn't want. And now he was stuck in it.

All because they had killed Colette. All because he had let her die.