F.
Flesh was still dropping from his damaged gristle, He had eyes of course, framed with darkness, it seemed like they're floating in the air. Unformed size of his head was .. freaky, it gives you the creeps, and excitement with small dose of trepidation when you look at him. He as, and still is unique, one and only. Unrivalled by Jason.
He brings fear into child's brain implanted by adults as a myth.
Anlize he'on the brat will realize no myth, and they'll start to live in fear, fear of death, in temptation. Though they will try to defeat him, but still they're just kids and he is.. allmighty.
Sold soul.
Maybe. Maybe the soul was sold, if it was, to a real God. God that persists, and whose quotes are persuasive.
Thin layer of skin is covering his pulsing muscles, so fragile, yet so devious.
It seem like only one touch, gentle touch could make him bleed. Bleed a lot. How would it be, I wonder, if instead of the gentle touch was a hard and unsensitive hit, who made him bleed so much. The blood would be all over the walls, like fireworks :D
Gorgeus.
Shades of black leacking in pink. Beautiful. The dirty, and mouldy walls are now covered with red, and purpure blood, fresh, and.. nice.
The blood is not everyday, so it wont leak on the floor, its fixed to the wall. And when it becomes dry you can do whatever you want with it.. just don't lick it you may become a.. [as they say:] Brutal cut-throat. Slayer.
Post je objavljen 29.11.2008. u 10:15 sati.