He holds onto the knife with warm blood gradually dripping down. He walks out of the bedroom; his face pallid as paper and his eyes stared straight ahead, as a ravenous beast lusting for more flesh and blood. His huge, muddy shoes while walking down the old staircase make loud noises that possibly can wake… Continue reading Guilt
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A Reflection of Snow
The morning broke with eerie silence, the ground below him cracked and dry, covered in snow. Could see his breath with every gasp, but the air was not cold. The canopy of branches overhead allowed threads of the new day’s sunlight to trail down leaving the forest spotted like a leopard. Where the sun hit… Continue reading A Reflection of Snow