I lurch in the dark. My belly growling for the taste of still-raw - TopicsExpress



          

I lurch in the dark. My belly growling for the taste of still-raw flesh. The blade in my hand is not meant for art, or for parry, but for cutting. For the tearing of human meat. Mindless, I obey without question. Soulless, I kill without guilt. You will not escape me, for I am legion. I stand with my brothers and sisters. They are hungry as well... we are a growing family, my brothers and sisters and I. You are one. I am an entire population. Now feed us.
Posted on: Wed, 14 Aug 2013 03:28:32 +0000

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