the movements of his heart are slowed, as if bound in suffocating cloth. wound around the limbs, hindering and tangling every move. more and more effort is needed to feel, to move, to care...
the Enemy smiles because he has almost won. his firey darts have been aimed true. the heart his target, the death of our hero his aim. lost and alone, bleeding and wounded, tired and weary....our hero lies dying; slowly suffocating in a world of numbness and indifference.
"and the beast
never seen
licks its red talons clean
sara curses the cold
no more snow
no more snow"
~iron and wine
the Enemy smiles because he has almost won. his firey darts have been aimed true. the heart his target, the death of our hero his aim. lost and alone, bleeding and wounded, tired and weary....our hero lies dying; slowly suffocating in a world of numbness and indifference.
"and the beast
never seen
licks its red talons clean
sara curses the cold
no more snow
no more snow"
~iron and wine
1 comment:
i love you!!!! haha, doesn't relate to your blog, but isk :). i'll take the time to delve deeper later.
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