Promises

The sky was glowing red.

The end of an era-

"What's going on?" Emily came out to the terrace.

Clouded- 

Wasn't it the middle of the day? Noon?

Then- 

What were those red clouds?

The red bloody sky?

"We've received reports of the same occurrence all across the world-" The R.I near her confirmed some very disturbing news. "And we don't know what's happening."

Didn't know?

The R.I? Didn't know?

Then who-

Who would?

Emily didn't waste time and just rushed out-

Straight for the gardens where-

Her mother was.

Picking flowers.

"What's going on?" Emily yelled.

"Not much-" her mother just picked- roses. Crimson- roses. "Your brother has decided to rid the world of all its life." 

A basket in hand, she picked flowers carefully. The pure white dress danced softly as she moved- almost as though-