Sunday, March 23, 2008

Hunger Subsided

The blade's hunger did not get quenched. It went hungry for one more night. It wanted so bad to feed but the flesh refused to give of its self. The flesh won this battle against the cold hard steel. Soft tender flesh, smooth as silk, was stronger than the steel, stronger than the sharpness of the blade. It has overcome this night. And for that I am grateful.


Marrock said...

So am I.

Azreal Fallen Angel said...

I'm glad you didn't do it hun. I always here if you need to talk you know that.