carving

i carved the blade from my own rib for her to use sharpened it against the stony disinterest she previously wielded like a blademaster presented it to her hilt first bared my soul so she had no chance of missing yet my eyes still widened in shock as she casually carved her initials then walked […]

willingly

willingly of my own volition i raise the dagger and plunge it into my own chest sacrificing of myself giving this unholy torment scraping my own hands across the jagged broken pieces of my mind heart soul to the four winds i cry out the waters above and below separated by the twisted hands of […]