Category: Writers Block
The night is dark and cold, pitch black is the sky and the frigid air chills to the bone.
But I’m dressed in attire that protects against fire so it bothers me not and I traverse these streets alone.
Silently circling like a bird to its prey, I approach your dwelling from the shadows without haste.
Slinking like a cat in the evening grass, I slip soundlessly through your bedroom window and poise for attack.
My eyes stare out from their sockets at the figure lying sound asleep before me.
Your face is a mask made of smooth porcelain skin, you look harmless and the least bit deadly.
But beneath those angelic eyes is a devil that longs to be released from within.
It wants to tear the world apart and rape all that lies before it, but it won’t get its turn.
Because its about to enter my little world, fall under my spell, and burn forevermore in my blistering hell.
Retrieving a match and lighting it without shame, I smile at the thought that all it takes is one spark to start an ember which turns into an all-consuming flame.
I watch with glee as the flame slowly consumes your being effortlessly, your skin starts to burn as your flesh cooks and you bleed.
You start to cry out in agony, and I grin with satisfaction whilst the flames of death swallow you whole.
Consuming every part of you leaving nothing left, not even the fragments of your tattered soul.
Slipping out the same way I came, I disappear into the darkness and wait for the discovery of your charred blackened remains.
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