Six Sentence Sunday

From a UF project:

He found Bernadette’s body laid out in a plain wooden box. Her weathered hands had been crossed over her chest and a chain of wildflowers had been threaded through her linked fingers. Her long iron gray hair had been meticulously and lovingly braided, strands of hammered gold and silver woven into the lengths. She’d been carefully dressed in white, what looked to be an antique wedding dress. Her feet were left bare and more wildflowers were strewn around her ankles.

Sadie was draped over the box, her blond hair matted with the blood of victims who’d refused to leave the demon to her private grief. Her clawed hands had worn deep grooves in the side of the smooth pine box.