But who protects the protector from the protected? Often these philosophical concerns danced along the razors edge of Cadmus Pariahs seemingly infinite intellect. Is the protector merely acting on the expectation of ingestible insurance, knowing full and well, the grateful victim is singing the praises of an animal much more adept at prolonging suffering and snuffing out the light of life, than the original offender could scarcely even imagine? Whatever the case may be, this sad little one had no inkling that the last thing she would ever see, would be the endless black eyes of Cadmus Pariah, fully bestowing upon her a beauty so incomprehensible, she would gibber with excitement and gratitude, for having fed the Dark Chylde on this silent, chilly night.
Posted on: Tue, 13 May 2014 18:12:12 +0000