PHQ-Nickname:
hollow
Halfquake:
Radical Perfection
Level:
21
Total kills:
711,304
Birthday:
September 25th 1985
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| Mood: | depressive |
| Type: | Story |
| Added: | January 14th 2005, 18:54:09 |
| Visits: | 1217 |
| Rating: | Not rated yet. |
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Description:
retooled version of older work |
By the time I pull the dagger out, I will have one foot out the door, and no one will ever know I'm a murderer. Fortunately, it wasn't premeditated or over money. The truth is that a murder of passion is the only kind that should ever be committed. So whatever I do, I will not be done over money, and probably it won't be premeditated. It will be genuine.
I killed a spider today. It was in my room because it loved me. I saw it crawling nearby, and reached for a needle. It looked up at me and adored me. I stabbed at it idly, missing the small thing as it crawled along my floor. Eventually I brushed at it with my hand in an irritated, impatient manner. It recoiled, pulling back into a loose ball of arachnid fear, tilting back onto its back. It was now holding still, so I chose my moment and pushed the pin into its heart. I heard the strange skeleton crack and leak, but the ichor did not reveal itself. Instead the blood diffuses into all the spider says, making it crimson, and all it writes is now blood hued.
Many months passed, as the pin measured slowly the distance through the organs.
It still loves me, but with my other hand I open the door to my room. Even in a haze it knows I will leave. It hates itself because it knows it is just a bug to me, that it could never embrace me. It wants to, wants to make me smile, make me happy. I lean forward as I push on the needle, and Arachne's descendant reaches past the pain towards me. The pin, released, stands like the stakes upon which the condemned commune with God, its charge suspended with indifference. I rise to leave, and the last vision of the shriveled thing by the ground is the back of my head. |
TheAwake
January 16th 2005, 23:33:27
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well I can only say awwwwwww
though I dont like 'em...really well written. But in the end it was still murder. |
DarkEnchantress
January 20th 2005, 11:31:11
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*sniff* Nice story, it's sadistic.....
But, I say *ouch* coz that hurts... me, too
weird i know but the eye of my mind pictures it and, and *cry*
and it's so painful, and horrifying.... coz, it has a life.
But i like the poem, i see it a s sadistic, dramatic, painful, and regretful. |
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TheAwake
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