The Colour of Death

The wizarding world is under threat once more. It is no evil wizard searching for greed or glory. It is an enemy from a different world. Demons.orA hand on my shoulder, human hand, with bright blue eyes and the ghost of a smile. Eyes searching mine, chocolate eyes. So many eyes, dead dead eyes. Beautiful beautiful stormy grey, deep dark ocean blue. Lips on mine. Soft lips, soft smile, soft snow. Hazel eyes. Blood in the snow, blood on my hands. Soft sad smile. So cold, but I can feel the warmth of the sun. The pounding of rain. Soaked red leaves. Blood in the snow. Soft snow, soft smile, soft lips. Which lips? I pull back, rain falling. Beautiful beautiful ocean blue, deep dark stormy grey. Snow falling, sun shining. So confusing. Why can it allJustSTOP!