Betrayal

A wound that cuts deeper than swords poised at a villain’s neck, signaling the end of their impending demise .
But this time, the wound was inflicted by serpents that lashed out with their teeth.
Blood streams down the collateral wound at a swift pace.
No pressure would be able to staunch the heavy flow.
No wrapping could secure any reasoning in that particular moment.
The red rain drips heavily down upon the grassy terrain below.
The memories of what were, and the hopes of what could have been decimated upon impact with the now decaying land.
There was no telling if the spotty patches of grass used to be vibrant and lively.
Thunder could be heard overhead.
It’s rockity pattern sounding eerily similar to that of a body heaving,
Almost like it was crying that resulted in the unpredictable timing of the thunder.
It was evident that Spring would not kiss the aching skies above or lend a warming touch to the shaky ground below.
Even she wouldn’t dare be near the presence of radioactive land. 
A land that would need time to restore itself to a fraction of its original essence.
And as she looked towards the dark sky high above
She took a momentarily glance at the heart that slowly beated,
A heart that suffered two puncture wounds to the exterior.
A wound that was causing so much blood to rain down from skies and obliterate the terrain with its harmful touch.
What else could be causing this much harm Spring thought to herself, but that of betrayal,
And one that cuts deeply into the heart of an individual.